In our small, tourist town, we have a wonderful thing. It’s called Heart of Many Ways. It’s a non-profit which provides places for spiritual groups to meet. These groups are too small to have an edifice of their own, and they have meetings and events in a beautiful, historic building which previously was a Christian Science church. Built in 1914, it is Italian in style on the outside and Arts and Crafts inside. Shortly after the pandemic began, they began asking performers to play for a noontime meditation. I was asked to play organ for them once a month and happily agreed to do so. After today’s performance, a man came up and was telling me why he had enjoyed the hour. He said when he was in a regular church, the words got in the way. He repeatedly placed his hands on his heart and looked up to the beautiful 20-foot ceiling, illustrating his words which were telling me how he had been uplifted by the hour of classical music. My heart soared with his as he told me of his traditional religious training and how they had never brought about the feelings he had experienced today. His joy was mine. Namaste…
“Only the healed mind can experience revelation with lasting effect, because revelation is an experience of pure joy.”
A Course in Miracles T-5.I.1:3-4
“I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.”
― Khalil Gibran - The Prophet
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