She is my Altar

Let us talk about altars. My first altar I created very carefully, with my heart and devotion. I would sit and meditate at my altar every day. It was a place where I would connect with my heart; a place where I would come Home.

I remember being a tad self-conscious when clients came for sessions and notice my altar. I felt like it was a bit ‘out there’ as no one else I knew had an altar in their home. She was mine, but at that time, I hid her as best I could – not wanting to face the scrutiny and ridicule of others.

Eventually that began to change. As I opened more to Her (my altar), She opened me. She opened my heart. She became a part of me and I became a part of Her. As I discovered more of my Heart, She became a more prominent and comfortable place in my home. Still, there was a bit of hiding.

Years later, I moved from that home. I remember packing Her up the day I left – ever so gently into a box that drove with me to my new place. Only the most important items came with me in the car; me, my dog and cat, and my altar (Her). Everything else was in the hands of the moving company.

In that new home, She was the first thing that I set up; our place to connect. In this home, She became the focal point of the space; everything else existed around Her. As I sat with Her, She continued opening my Heart. I was no longer self-conscious of Her when people came into my space.

A few years later, I moved again. Packing Her oh so gently into a box, She traveled in the car with me and the dog and cat. The remainder of my belongings again were in the hands of the moving company.

In this new home She was first to be set up again. She centered and grounded my home as I centered and grounded my Heart. Then the realization came, the entire home was an altar – my altar. This home is my altar, where I connect with Her and She connects with Me. There is not just a single space that holds my altar, although that does exist also, but every place in this home is an extension of my altar. Without realizing it, my altar, my Heart, grew to encompass the entire space. My entire home is an altar, is Her, is my Heart.

As I sit in meditation – connecting with Her and my Heart, I hear the Earth calling me – showing me once again It’s beauty and majesty – all of us connected. She shows me that the Earth is my altar. Her presence and Love as She holds me is beyond words and description. It is a feeling. It is a Knowingness. She holds all of us – She is an altar for each of us – for all who journey upon Her. Likewise, if you let Her, She will journey with you and remind you of exactly who you Are.

Blessed are the altars.
Blessed are our Hearts.
Blessed be the Journey.

I do not ever walk away from my altar, She walks with me always. She accompanies me on the Journey. She gives me a place to dance the dance of the Heart. She is The Mother, no matter where I roam. I – my Soul – wanted a physical 3D place to play. “No problem” She said, “I Am your Mother and I will create a place for you.” I can see now how I did not see Her until I was ready; ready to open my own Heart to Her and see all of Her beauty and majesty. She has been with me all along. In the beginning, I could not see Her. Gently she helped me to open my Heart to myself, and to Her. Now, I see Her everywhere, especially in my own Heart.

There is only Her.
There is only Love.

In Love and Gratitude,
Trish