Be aware of the sacred site . . .
Sacred sites are sacred because our
response to them is sacred.
There is a resonance between the sacred
within and the sacred without . . .
The sacred is within our hearts . . .
Visit sacred sites, yes.Bathe in the
resonance, inspire the divine.
But never forget where lies the holiest
power of all.
There must come a winter for every seed. There must come that which protects and shields the seed toward spring, that which indeed gives its life and absorbs the hatred of winter for life, that mysterious essence which is the sacrificial aspect of life. It made the seed possible. It keeps the seed growing in the hidden ways of winter. It takes upon its heart the pangs of Christ-birth, the furor of all the Herods who represent that part of the race which bitterly had died, which had become death incarnate. She understood. He did not speak of such things. They must not be spoken within the seed. But every particle of it must know from within, in the silence.