Our prayer rug - yet found constant beneath the
given steps of our
devotion.
We find ourselves now on holy ground.
~
Running is no less a prayer than any other holy order - our steps and breath commune with earth and sky, a sacrament given and one again received. God is not found in nature but revealed and as well is our true nature shown. It's all in the simplicity of allowing things to be, God being God is now seen as a tree reaching both its branches high to heaven and roots offered deep within the earth. Just as easily seen is our own divinity - from this spacious source of our beginning as runner, as tree, and too as God. We touch at once both earth and heaven. In truth it's all seen as one.
Peace,
Eric
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