"my temporary home..."

"This is my temporary home,
it's not where I belong -- 

windows and rooms 

that I'm passing through.

This was just a stop,

on the way to where I'm going. 

I'm not afraid because I know

this is my temporary home."

 I fell upon this Carrie Underwood video of "Temporary Home," while I was looking for another song -- and that, as they say, was that.

Recently someone asked me about my relationship to the concept of "body."

For one thing, I love it.   I am grateful for every way that it allows me to more fully express my relationship with God.   

With arms, I am able to show affection.  It is an honor  to manifest God's presence -- as Love -- in this way.   With this bodily form, I able to express grace, order, and precision as a dancer.   Thus sharing, with those around me, a window on the  choreographing power of divine Principle.    

I hope this gives some insight on how I  am thinking about the concept of "body" these days.   I do not presume to define this for anyone else.   I am so grateful for the writings of Mary Baker Eddy as I consider this subject.

In her Miscellaneous Writings 1883 - 1896 (page 47), she states that:

"In Science, body is the servant of Mind,
not its master; Mind is supreme."

 and elsewhere, in her primary work, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures (page 216) she says:

"This understanding... 
makes the body harmonious,
it makes the nerves, bone, brain, etc.
servants instead of masters."

 She doesn't say that we don't have a body -- just that it isn't our master.  God is.

In fact, in her definition of "Temple." (also from Science and Health) Eddy ties the "body," to form and function when she writes: 

"Temple. Body;

the superstructure of Truth;

the shrine of Love..."

Don't you just love it?   It makes me so happy to think that with the help of this body I can give form to Truth, a sanctuary in which I bow to Love, surrender to Soul, yield to Spirit.

So, as I go about my day -- seeking ways to fulfill my mission to serve our God -- I find it useful to have the help of this servant-body. It is a beautiful, strong, functional, graceful, willing servant. It is obedient and responsive.

And it is my temporary home.  My "forever home" is the consciousness of Love.  

But this temporary home serves to house -- in this current experience -- all the spiritual, God-derived goodness that I include as His reflection. 

 With the help of its strong walls I can be a shoulder to lean on. Through it's clear windows I can see out from a pure heart, filled with Love. 

 But it is Love's shrine, Truth's superstructure. It is not mine. It never was. Love maintains it function, Truth sustains its form. I am, simply, eternally...grateful.

I believe, at least for today -- since I am always willing for God to shift my perspective -- that this is my temporary home, and it is as ever-evolving as my consciousness of God's purpose for me evolves.

But as it evolves spiritually it is always becoming more beautiful to me...not less so.

offered with Love,

Kate