Becoming Whole Again

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What is sacred? It’s kind of funny actually, I asked myself that question for the first time when I was four years old. Even then I had a primitive understanding of the word, and I had a juvenile understanding that the world that I was just getting to know didn’t have an obvious answer for me. I didn’t come from a religious family, well, my parents didn’t raise us in the church anyway. I have lovely people in my extended family that follow various christian sects, but I was told from a young age that the question ‘What is God?’ is a question that you have to figure out on your own.

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Growing up I gave life to all my store bought, plastic and fluffy friends. I was convinced, for maybe an unnaturally long time, that they all had a consciousness and that they all loved me. But this faded as the conditioning of Canadian society took hold. Maybe I knew the secret of the sacred then and didn’t realize that I was already living the answer to my question.
What is sacred? It’s kind of funny actually, I asked myself that question for the first time when I was four years old. Even then I had a primitive understanding of the word, and I had a juvenile understanding that the world that I was just getting to know didn’t have an obvious answer for me. I didn’t come from a religious family, well, my parents didn’t raise us in the church anyway. I have lovely people in my extended family that follow various christian sects, but I was told from a young age that the question ‘What is God?’ is a question that you have to figure out on your own.

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