The Sanctuary of Your Solitude
Solitude is keeping company with the sacred, despite how you feel about it. Once in a great while, solitude sings, keeping time with the foot-tapping of the absolute.
The planetary beings that we are resonate with the music of the spheres. Roy Orbison has the word “orb” in his name.
I have been watching a documentary about The Beatles and they were quite zany, which is a word not heard often anymore. Zany is when you seem a little bit crazy.
When I am at home alone, the sacred comes to call, tipping its hat and tapping its foot. I am writing along in rhythm.
Being bare of words bends your knee to silence.
A beneficent “be-attitude” of grace is a call to pray with no words.
Kneeling among the ruins I realize The Self.
And the Self is Sanctuary.
Amen.
Vicki Woodyard
