I honor whatever way you choose to connect with the sacred.
One of my favorite poems from Coleman Barks’ translations of Rumi ends with these lines: “Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”
There are also hundreds - if not thousands or millions - of ways to open our hearts, to awaken to the beauty around us, to commune with what we find sacred in this world.
One of the worst ideas we’ve ever had as a species is that there’s only one right way to do this work of the spirit. For far too long, humanity has tended to view the world’s spiritual traditions as being in competition with one another, as opposing armies in a holy war, with only enough room at the top for the one true religion.