My Sacred House

MY SACRED HOUSE: A love letter to surrendering to my own unfolding, to coming back to myself. I am my own home, a sacred house. It is time I honor the light in me. And I can only do that by burning everything that isn’t good for me, everything that is holding me back. I must burn for the divine in me, and tend to my hearth every day. That is the only way to keep my light shining.

And now, paths and connections that nourish my light and make it sparkle all the more–they all find their way to me in their own sweet time. And so it is. 🔥💖✨

My body, my temple
my sacred house
I am its Vestal Virgin
tending fires, making offerings,
cleaning its nooks and crannies.
I care for its health,
for its happiness, for its safety,
to never take it for granted,
nor miss a day at its hearth.
Only the worthy enter the temple
but sometimes I forget,
the Virgin is human after all.
Fires are unlit, the hearth left cold,
cobwebs grow, dust bunnies roam,
I invite Tempest and lie with him
in my sacred house.

I saw a snail’s shell, hollow and empty,
and took it–
it broke into pieces when dropped.
I would not let my house crumble so,
like brittle pages from ancient books
too fragile to touch and read
they had to be kept under lock and key.
So I draw the curtains one by one,
open windows every day,
light humble fires whenever I can,
sweep away the dust and the cobwebs
as if my life depended on it.
Go back to the good and the worthy,
slowly but surely,
to spending time tending the hearth.

This is my body, my temple
My sacred house
And I am its Vestal Virgin.

Originally written: 12 June 2016
*My original poem featured and published in VerbalArt: A Global Journal Devoted to Poets and Poetry (2019) ~
Photo by: Lea Vergara Apilado

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