“God is not something I think about but something I experience as an energy, a Presence.” — Olympia Dukakis, IN SWEET COMPANY: CONVERSATIONS WITH EXTRAORDINARY WOMEN ABOUT LIVING A SPIRITUAL LIFE

                IN SWEET COMPANY

                We sit together and I tell you things,
                Silent, unborn, naked things
                That only my God has heard me say.
                You do not cluck your tongue at me
                Or roll your eyes
                Or split my heart into a thousand thousand pieces
                With words that have little to do with me.
                You do not turn away because you cannot bear to see   
                Your own unclaimed light shining in my eyes.   
                You stay with me in the dark.
                You urge me into being.
                You make room in your heart for my voice.
                You rejoice in my joy.
                And through it all, you stand unbound
                By everything but the still, small Voice within you.
                I see my future Self in you
                Just enough to risk
                Moving beyond the familiar,
                Just enough to leave
                The familiar in the past where it belongs.
                I breathe you in and I breathe you out
                In one luxurious and contented sigh.
                In sweet company
                I am home at last.
                 
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