
“…. we exist together in a sacred field of meaning.” Joy Harjo
The Ordinary Sacred The plaque offered to peg one of those 'our lady of the moment' moments, a memory without words, companion to possibility, opening the fire of ancestors , asking the question, what next? A jumbled melange of intentions? A triumph of the ages? or the feeling of saffron, the taste of incense and, all the while, inching toward the ordinary sacred. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
I’m a big believer in the ordinary sacred.
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That fits what I have seen in your words.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you so much Chuck, it is wonderful to have your generous support.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
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Photo enlightens the message!
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Many thanks 🙂
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☺️🙏…”a memory without words, companion to possibility”…smiles hedy
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Many thanks, much appreciated 🙂
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I so resonate with the concept of the ordinary sacred
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