There are moments when the sacred seems to break through into the everyday world. Where you stand awestruck and know that you are in a sacred moment. What indicates this to me is entering into kairos, what the Greeks defined as sacred time. Wikipedia defines it as a moment of indeterminate time in which everything seems to happen. When I am writing and “in the zone”, I have entered kairos. It becomes not me writing but Spirit creating through me.
I couldn’t tell you how long giving birth lasted. I was in kairos when my newly born son unfolded like a flower in his father’s hands. I knew that we were participating in an act of bringing a life into this world. I was filled with awe, joy and gratitude.
When I participate in truly transcendent moments making love with my Beloved, I am in that same state of kairos. There are no linear minutes, just this moment of true togetherness. We are blended in our passion and joy in each other. This is a sacred moment, as well.
Other sacred moments are when we stand transfixed at the beauty of a sunset or the grandeur of a cathedral or the awe-inspiring hush of an ancient sacred spot. Again, the Greeks have a word for it, the aesthetic experience. Where we sense and understand things deep in our soul. We recognize the beauty of that place or moment. We know we have touched Spirit.
I will be going to a spiritual retreat this weekend, which I hope to share with you next week. May you have a Spirit filled weekend!
– Robin Rumi