I carry the sacred with me. I touched on that with a previous blog and love the idea. We each hold some ideal sacred, whether it be courage, patriotism, faithfulness, love, joy, professionalism, respect, honor, hope, whatever it is. It is our precious belief, held dear because of our response to seeing that ideal in action at best and wanting desperately to see it because we never have at worst. There is always, in the best of men and women, that one thing or thine two things that make our belief system what it is and that carve out the depth of our souls. For me, as a follower of Yeshua, the Messiah, my sacred parcel I carry is the Holy Spirit who guides and directs and showers my best ideals. So, life takes on a depth of purpose I cannot obtain alone, a strength of character and being I am lacking without this sacred package. Some carry sacred parcels with them that are heavy to bear, such as loss or deprivation. Sacred does not always mean beneficial, I am afraid. But digging down deep, with some focus help or a share of my package, the negative can be converted to a positive and loss becomes the ideal that you wish to fill the void with something precious or deprivation becomes an ideal that you want to impact the world with helping others not be deprived. Sacred, when done correctly and healthily, is beautiful and tender, a meaning that deepens our gaze and warms our soul. When we carry our sacred parcel well and courageously, we are at home and secure wherever we are, we are bolder and richer in spirit than we once were. It is a tender and amazing thing but also an empowering one.