Tabletop shrine

“What do you see here my friend? Just an ordinary old cooking pot, black with soot and full of dents. It is standing on the fire on top of that old woodstove, and the water bubbles and moves the lid as the white steam rises to the ceiling. It doesn’t seem to have a message, that old pot, and I guess you don’t give it a thought. [But] I think about ordinary, common things like this pot. The bubbling water comes from the rain cloud. It represents the sky. The fire comes from the sun, which warms us all. The steam is living breath. It was water; now it goes up to the sky, becomes a cloud again. We Sioux spend a lot of time thinking about everyday things, which in our mind are mixed up with the spiritual. We see in the world around us many symbols that teach us the meaning of life. We try to understand them not with the head but with the heart, and we need no more than a hint to give us the meaning.”

Lame Deer, “Seeker of Visions,” as quoted in “A Home for the Soul: A Guide for Dwelling with Spirit and Imagination”, by Anthony Lawlor

2 Responses to "The Everyday Sacred"

  1. Tina Clark

    July 30, 2007

    Katie, 3 years old, hears my breast pump talking with its rhythmic swoosh – whooshing sounds. This process is a normal part of our morning routine. Ordinary, sure; sacred, absolutely. I see the sacredness in the pulling of the milk, the life essence that sustains Izzie the second life I helped bring into this world. I see in Katie’s eyes the knowledge that she is absorbing that she may in turn use with her child. And there begins a circle which truly has no beginning or ending, it is part of the circle of life, the circle of mothers and daughters, the circle of sharing knowledge and experience, the circle of past, present and future. A sacred moment in my ordinary day.

  2. Teakai

    February 28, 2009


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