Buckskin, Holden Village
One doesn't always have to go to a sacred place to feel the sacred. Just the memory ... the thought brings the response.
Think about it ... and then feel it in your gut.
Think about it ... feel your shoulders relax.
This morning I managed to spill almost half a cup of coffee (not very hot) while running an errand. I consider that as a sign of things being a bit out of control ... chaotic. I came home knowing I needed a moment of calm .. a sacred time. I immediately thought of Buckskin. So now I'll go to my quiet place and feel the sacred.
Remember, your sacred place is as close as your mind.
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