Home in the Divine
Welcome to the sacred unfolding of your heart’s deepest knowing, where trust, not transaction, reveals the presence of the Divine.
For too long, religion has been entangled with power, shaping itself to the desires of rulers rather than the needs of the people. It has bartered with the sacred, demanding sacrifice in exchange for worthiness, as though love could be bought or withheld. Yet, the heart of true spirituality is not found in transactions, but in trust—an uncompromised openness to the divine presence already within.
The story of the temple is more than an event in time; it is an unveiling of a deeper truth. When faith aligns itself with empire, it inevitably serves the interests of the powerful rather than the liberation of the soul. The poor, the outcast, and the unseen are left carrying the burden, offering what little they have just to belong. This is not the way of love. Love does not demand payment. Love does not require proof. Love does not belong to the powerful. It belongs to the human heart.
To tear down the illusion of a God who requires sacrifice is to stand in the radical trust that nothing is missing. No price needs to be paid for what has already been given. The divine dwells in us, not in structures of stone, not in systems of control, not in the approval of those who claim authority. The body itself—the human person—is the temple, sacred beyond measure.
Yet, how often do we seek belonging in the very places that wound us? How often do we measure ourselves by the standards of those who profit from our insecurity? The world teaches us to see ourselves as unworthy, always striving, always earning. But the great revolution is this: we do not need to earn what we already are. We do not need to buy what has never been for sale. We do not need to prove what love has already declared.
The invitation is simple: Trust. Trust that you are already home in the Divine. Trust that your life, as it is, holds the presence you seek. Trust that love is not given as a reward, but is the ground of your being. Let every barrier to this trust fall away.
No price can be placed on the sacred.
No hands can own what is already given.
No gate can lock out the infinite.
The temple is not built of stone—
it is built of breath, of heartbeat, of being.
Here, in this body, in this moment,
holiness dwells.