I don’t even know what “sacred” is and yet I yearn for it. Each time I hear someone speak the word, I resonate to it.
I feel love and bliss arise when I think of it. And I have no explanation for it. It’s all so mysterious.
A relationship that is not only romantic but sacred, now that arouses strong interest.
The Divine Feminine and Divine Masculine. Yes, that brings a response.
The sacred for me is the deeply peaceful. It’s the richest of the rich, the warmest of the warm, the purest of the pure.
It’s bold colorfulness and natural simplicity. It’s symmetry and sacred proportions.
It’s perfection, eternity, oneness.
The sacred is all of these and I long for it.