I’m thinking of all the ways
we scribe the sacred into our lives.*
Surely, when I write prayers into my dedicated prayer notebook, praying them as I do, I am scribing the sacred.
And when I lie down on the floor to listen, move around, and rise back up in my movement practice, I am scribing the sacred into my body.
When I start the day listening to the birds and the neighborhood sounds, singing myself into the day, I am scribing the sacred into my hearing.
Choosing my food with care, savoring it, and letting it nourish and heal me from the inside out literally scribes the sacred into my flesh and bones.
Speaking words of understanding and compassion, cultivating conscious relationship with all those I interact with scribes the sacred into my mind and heart.
Meeting my reactive heart-mind with compassion, with a practice for relief—meditation, yoga nidra, journaling, any practice for releasing tension and stress to encourage opening—this, too, scribes the sacred into my bodysoul.
Sipping tea—the comforting, warm aroma and flavor suffusing my senses, bringing me here, now—this is scribing the sacred into my presence.
Greeting the day by reading poetry, receiving the beauty, inspiration, and delight, scribes the sacred into my heart.
How do you scribe the sacred into your life?
*This blog was inspired by this blogpost about a spiritual practice of copying the spiritual words of others in a sacred manner.