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Sunday, August 21, 2011

Since when was Sunday so Sacred???

Okay, the title is really just something I said to get attention. However, as i type the title in a question arises. When does any day become Sacred? How many days are sacred anyway? Who defines what is Sacred? Last I knew it was a group of religious cloisters hidden away who decide things based upon a social box so small that I'm surprised there is anything even remotely like clean-air still breathable within it. Or better yet, the more modernistic view that all the holidays are just creations of the gift card companies (Hallmark should be ashamed of themselves).

Every day should have something akin to a sacred aspect to it. Everyday we get to live and breathe and express joy or sorrow should be treated as sacred. The Universe is vast, and is mean VAST ... so we shouldn't take ourselves for granted or this world we have either. Everyday the Universe has another opportunity to visit us with something new. Most of the time, it may simply be a wafty of space dust. But once in a while, as our historical records have shown, we get visited by stuff that is far more ... impactive. And given that there have been some impacts of notable mention (Chicago suburb less than a decade ago), we should keep in mind that larger stuff still roams out there.

We also need to keep in mind that sacred days are everyday also because we get the opportunity to embrace and exhibit new ways for Life, my life, your life, his hers theirs, everyone's ... to be well, LIFE. Sometimes that means we need to remember we share this world. We are not compromising with anyone to live here. We *ARE* sharing already. We just have to come to grips with that detail. It is a fact. It is NOT a theory. It is not a hyperbole. It is a simple fact. We share the air. We share the water. We share the light. And we share the Darkness as well.

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