The word sacred has been coming to me a lot lately, especially with the increasing need to discern exactly what is important in my daily life.
Out of all the many interests, experiences, responsibilities and choices that can possibly fill up a day, a week, or a month… what is most sacred?
With so much going on everywhere, I am sure I am not the only one to wonder… Did I really appreciate this time here today?
And so ‘ The Question ’ that has been re-occurring, which is actually an important question from my heart, rather than from my mind… and feels like a practice in itself… is to keep asking myself and keep listening to…
What would sacred life be like each day?
When I hear this question it feels more like an invitation than a question.
An invitation to come into an alignment with what is really important to me, and an invitation to dedicate sacredness in what ever it is that I do.
So I am asking myself, or maybe I could even ask you…
What would a sacred life look like each day? What would I do from when I get up to when I go to sleep? And how would I do it?
What would my life be like if this was my daily intention?
I am very curious… so I am off to spend some time with her sacred answers.
x Om Tara
That is such a beautiful practice to bring into daily life Tara. I’d love to hear some of the insights she’s shared with you!
Thank you David, both for your appreciation and that you are my first comment on my website! Yes it is a beautiful practice and a sweet invitation to find and feel the sacredness each day, almost like cultivating an attitude of gratitude. I can be stuck inside (figuratively and literally!) and yet there is this constant invitation from Mother Nature to begin this sacred practice, for she is always singing her sacred song, always calling to us and always waiting for us to follow her call and be bestowed with her endless gifts of presence. Here today the sunlight has come out of hiding and is dancing on the leaves with the wind and shining light into where my heart has been hiding too… I am sweetly and simply reminded by feeling her beauty that I am more than my mind, that I am a feeling being in the wonder of life, by simply sharing this moment with her. So much grace and she enters not only into my heart but into my breath and then I feel that move my body in a sacred way in what ever I choose to do, as I try this time once again to remain holding her hand instead of getting lost in the maze of thoughts. I invite her into my thoughts, asking her to help me to think in a sacred way and she plays her cricket music to stir a chuckle in my cheeks. Oh to stay connected to the divine, that is surely a sacred life. Om Tara… Om…