Taboo…

How do you pray?

I pray in many ways. Some I can not show or tell others. Because? That is not prayer they would say. I think I can tell you – I mean the whole world right?

The real question is why can there be only one way to pray?

When I am happy I go for walks in nature. When I am tired I go for walks in nature. When I am exhausted I go for walks in nature. When I am hurt I go for walks in nature. When a loved ones die, I cry and go for walks in nature. When I can, I sing and go for walks in nature does this help me? Am I praying? If no one hears me and I am one with what ever brought me to this planet – is that connection, a religious notion?

Singing and dancing is a sacred privilege for me…

When I sing and dance in public people stare. Look at that woman marching in the streets – what could be wrong with her…?

Way back when they would have burned me at the stake. Sometimes, I think those people most of those who were innocent, never danced or had anything to hide they had it easy. Being burned?? Wow what a horrid thing to say! But now a days people are still in the same boat the only thing different is the way the public can torture. Because people are still pointing their finger – bullying, labeling, chemical, electric torture, exclusion – the list could go on and on.

Sometimes my mind is not my own and I think that I am broken. Then I realize I need to be rebooted. Song and dance physically realign, also complete stillness. But what can you do if others are there – and going within hurts.

Oh yeah I can fix my mind and even cover my heart with a shield. I can try – Right?

What a total cliche… for I can fix me with one thought – Yes that is true.

What about the pain. Can you hide your pain?

I can’t hide pain. I can’t fake a smile.

My nerves are exposed and they reach out like branches of a tree.

One look in my direction, my friends or people around me they stare and sense something is wrong – with out me even saying a word.

So why don’t you just stay home and go for a walk in nature? Why don’t you just sing and dance? I can. Or I could – if I was given time. In most of my interactions I have to be fixed right now.

The most important part of what I am trying to say is that there are many ways to pray and heal your internal/external world. If you see your body, heart, soul and mind as the tool to do so, no matter what you do – anywhere, any place, you can connect.

I don’t need to be with out concrete.

One of my favorite song lyrics by the Cranberries has helped me learn a better way for me to live.

The lyric – “When do the Saints go marching in…”

That is one of the ways I pray. I sing “When do the Saints go marching in” Just like Dolores O’Riordan what a beautiful voice and spirit. But I sing it not only for me but for others. With all my movement and voice I pray. Different maybe from others prayers but prayers all the same.

My realization over the many years of feeling the ebb and flow of energetic light is that everything is light and I think I already even said this in a blog from years ago.

You have to be your own Saint sometimes.

You can realize that prayer and sainthood is light and it can be seen in everything.

Can see you the light in everything?