My house is quiet and still. Even the garden outside is still.A good time to ponder the name of the Devine – I realise: another name!
I have always been drawn to not making an image and not naming.
It is very not ‘us’, we like to name. We like to know for sure. Is there anything I can know for sure?
How do I prepare myself to approach the mystery, if I don’t call it by a name?
Perhaps I can call it ‘Beloved’ sometimes, like Rumi, to open my heart wide to love and for love.
My house is quiet and still. Even the garden outside is still.A good time to ponder the name of the Devine – I realise: another name!
I have always been drawn to not making an image and not naming.
It is very not ‘us’, we like to name. We like to know for sure. Is there anything I can know for sure?
How do I prepare myself to approach the mystery, if I don’t call it by a name?
Perhaps I can call it ‘Beloved’ sometimes, like Rumi, to open my heart wide to love and for love.