“I kneel only for the Cup overflowing – here to drink of something that speaks no words but gives infinitely.
Holy Art, I swear on You. You are all grace and might.” – Gede Parma
To the Gods and Goddesses, as to my friends and lovers, I give honor. I give offering. I give thanks.
The Infinite I open to. I drink from it. I sit in its embrace. I work in its flow. I listen.
I am no supplicant. The lifting of the spine and shoulder opening that happens on my meditation bench – knees touching the floor – enables all my cells to pay attention in a new way. I light candles and incense. I breathe.
My head remains unbowed when I am kneeling. The only time I bow is when I stand.
To honor what is in front of us, we must simultaneously carry honor for ourselves.
Don’t kneel in shame if you can help it. Don’t kneel because you feel you are lesser than. You aren’t. Find a way to meet the world, to meet the sacred. Find a way to meet your Gods. Stand tall inside. Feel pride in who you are and what you are becoming.
We are all becoming.
Kneel only to receive, or to offer something from a heart bursting with love. That is humility.
Humility is never, ever shame.
In every moment – with attention – we can learn and enact the Holy Art. The cosmos is not only out there, it is also within.
The cup overflows with life force, and with love.
I am with you. We are with each other.
In the name of love and power, we can build what is to come.