What is Sacred?
I’ve spent months really sinking in to this concept of Sacred and what it means. As I prepared to launch The Sacred Year Project, a collaborative membership community, over the past 6 months, I realized I didn’t even know how to speak on the Sacred in a clear, concise way that everyone else could understand. I could feel it and I knew for me it had a deep thread of honoring the cycles and seasons of our bodies and our lives as well as the earth, but I didn’t know how to fully describe it in words. When I search for definitions of sacred, most of them come back to something religious, which didn’t really fit for me any longer either. Most of the definitions I found don’t truly give words to what I feel when I think of, or rather when I feel the Sacred both within and outside of myself. So, I created my own definition. Sacred, a reverent devotion to living fully in your truth in love and connection to your highest self, highest power, creator, and purpose.
I also feel a strong connection with defining the Sacred as fully honoring and embodying your lived experience, your humanity, and the divinity that lives and breathes through you. In a conversation with a new friend this week, we agreed that “the sacred lives in the dirt." It is not the mountaintop that often teaches us the most about living close to the bone (honoring the deep truth of who we are), it is being drug through the muck and mire of life that teaches us what to hold reverence for and live in wild devotion to.
As I continue to reflect upon the sacred, I can only ask these questions…
What if the sacred isn't about reaching the mountain top?
What if the sacred means to witness, hold, and honor all of you?
What if the sacred is found in both the darkness and light?
What if your rage is sacred?
What if your joy is sacred?
What would it look like to live as if all is sacred?
As I ponder the last question “what would it look like to live as if all was sacred?”, I can’t help but feel a twinge of resistance at first. My body seems to relax with this thought, while my mind wants to contest it in a million different ways. Like, how could the pain and suffering we go through or that of the world be sacred? Isn’t a sacred life one where we’ve risen above pain and suffering? Isn’t living sacred a more enlightened state of being? Perhaps, or quite possibly it is our willingness to hold ourselves in the midst of the complexity of our humanness. Is it possible it is a call to honor every emotion and experience as the sacred teachers that they are? Perhaps living a sacred life is merely honoring and embodying the one we have right now. What would it look like to meet ourselves with deep devotional love and grace and to know that we are created as sacred beings? How would it feel to know that by simply just existing the Sacred is activated within and through us? The more deeply we remember this, the more we honor the Sacred life that wants to be birthed through us.
What does Sacred mean to you?
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