Temple talks

What is a temple? A consecrated place. Consecrate is to make sacred or holy. Temporal means earth time, secular, not of heaven, a limited experience. Is it the place or the ritual that is holy? How do we discover sacredness?

In more practical terms, a temple is also defined as a space for observation marked out by the auger (drilling down tool). I like to imagine drilling down through layers where two or more people gather.

And so it came to pass that I started a series at my place called Temple Talks. It’s outside in my sacred, secular, holy, earthy, heavenly space where we talk about whatever comes up. Who needs dualities, anyway? 

A few topics that came up:

  1. Life is horrid and beautiful. 
  2. How do you fill your day?
  3. Hummus is really good.
  4. We are stardust.
  5. What is a good public health system? And how do we get one?
  6. Where do you go from heartbreak? 

These talks are one-on-one, seated at a distance. Since I couldn’t hold my usual summer party this year, I am inviting about 25 people, individually, for a gathering of two, over a period of several weeks.

The temporal lobe in the brain does the job of understanding speech. So, let’s talk and listen in the temple about earthly and heavenly matters. 

Lately I’ve been wondering if this is a sacred time. Sacred isn’t always pleasant. If you move some letters around, you get “scared.” 

I walked my regular walk with a slightly new intention today and when I returned home I wrote this:

Without 

Everyone is

Eager for messages

Searching for messages

Hungry for messages.

Wanting 

To see 

To be seen.

If a tree falls without us, does it make a sound?

If we walk without notifications, will they happen?

I walked with no connection to a device.

Without music, podcast, telephone, instagram, Twitter, Facebook, or text.

There was only ground to walk on and air to breathe. 

There was nothing to hold in my hands.

I walked ahead like our foremothers, through weed fields, near cars, passing a green heron, over a stream, through an alley.

Disconnected, with one task, to connect with the walk.

Pumpkin patch guarded by orange cat

4 comments

  1. Beautiful my friend…. you are finding the sacred and sharing her joy with many… Grace to you for your loving intentions and Gratitude for taking action…. xoox

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