An altar by any other name . . .
I've always been happy to share
that I love our Mother Earth! Still,
recently someone asked me about
my many altars.
We all understand about prayer.
There's the, 'Now I lay me down
to sleep' variety. There's the, 'Oh
my God, this can't be happening!'
Then, there are those who truly
pray, a communion with God.
Something to be understood about
altars would be, they are roughly
three dimensional prayer. A lot of
thought goes into creating one. A
special space is sought out. Each
part is thoroughly dusted, washed,
cleansed.
The purpose is important . . .
the well being of a loved one,
a dire longing for something
meaningful, courage to face the
inevitable. Any may be depicted
with photographs, a symbol and
often with accompanying candles.
Keeping this in mind, take a look
around. A dresser, the piano top,
that mantel above the fireplace . . .
truly, each an altar in their own
right.
We all pray one way or another . . .
albeit actual prayer, that shout
out to God, meditation, or the
creation of an altar.
It's rather like communication . . .
face to face, a phone call, a text,
an e-mail, a card or letter . . . all
good to the receiver!
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