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“Your sacred space is where you can
find yourself over and over again.”
― Joseph Campbell
― Joseph Campbell
When politics ache
I practice finding home
for warmth and sanctuary.
When heart aches, home
reaches out to find me
searching for it where I stand.
There, here, I enter
my lair with God, and God
is all I am, wild with love.In this signal house
I perceive your Godness, too,
and call from my home to yours,
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© 2017 Susan L. Chast
How badly we need those sanctuaries at times... beautiful take on space, Susan.
ReplyDeleteLuv the uninhibited call to God's love
ReplyDelete"There, here, I enter
my lair with God, and God
is all I am, wild with love."
Have a nice Wednesday
much love...
In this particular political climate, I do feel homeless. Perhaps if I practice finding home, it will be easier to bear.
ReplyDeleteIt seems that all your spaces are filled with light.
ReplyDeleteWe all need this. Gorgeous piece, Susan.
ReplyDeleteA marvelous read, Susan!
ReplyDeleteI love the warmth and sanctuary of home. A safe retreat and refuge from the craziness out there. LOVE "God is all I am, wild with love." And adore the calling from your home to another's. In short, I adore this beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteOh Susan, this is soo heartfelt!❤️ The opening line itself draws us in as we seek to embrace the warmth that emits from your words. Beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
From my home to yours, we build community. Love this poem Susan. I too seek the shelter of my home. So sacred.
ReplyDeleteFrom my home to yours I stand with you! I feel warm from your wonderful poem.
ReplyDeleteI call this "circling my wagons." I need these quiet spaces, too. Loved this.
ReplyDeleteThis is much better. Thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteYour poem gives me a sense of peace about the present situation. May God's home and our home be one!
ReplyDeleteWe create our own safe worlds with our families and loved ones and together find we can cope with the adversities of life. What a beautiful poem this is Susan.
ReplyDeleteyes, for home is both light and warmth!
ReplyDeleteTruly sacred space is this. "I practice finding home" Love the line. the restlessness within us brings us to the sanctuary we're seeking.
ReplyDeleteIn this signal house
ReplyDeleteI perceive your Godness, too,
and call from my home to yours
Godliness provides the solace at home that one finds elusive outside the four walls!
Hank
A lovely piece, Susan. I think mist of us feel that our home is our sacred space, one that provides sanctuary, rest and relief. It is becoming more and more important to have that space as the world becomes increasingly troubled and society increasingly intrusive.
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