7/26/2015

Sabbath


It is not my ancestors who heal me, nor the old holy stories of my tribe.
It is not the prescriptions of scripture that heal me, nor the priest's
absolution in the temple. I sip the Great Medicine, the pure transparent
nectar of Presence. This very breath is my soothing balm. Now is
the Sabbath. I rest in being just as I Am.

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