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I come into the cave of my heart To sit in the silence To listen to the infinite To soak in the stillness And to pour out my heart Until...

The Breastplate of Saint Patrick is an embodied spiritual practice. When I first read this poem, I thought, Well, Duh, of course, Christ...

Symbols Are Reminders to Wake-Up Spiritual symbols and forms are the 'outward and visible signs of an inward and spiritual' reality and...

How To Be A Crucible of Light Transformation is the catalysis of becoming a crucible of light, but our suffering stops this from...

Or From the Attempt of Orthodoxy to Orthopraxy I'm well aware I lose my Scripture quoting friends when I speak mystical stuff, so here's...