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OUR PLACE, OUR TIME by Cheryl Anne

In the Celtic Spiritual Tradition, we acknowledge the existence of "Thin Places"…

These are places where the veil separating the Spirit Realm from the Earth Realm is paper thin and penetrable. These are timeless places where wonderful visitations and visions may happen. 

Along with countless other spiritual travelers, I found the sacred isle of Iona, (one of the Hebrides, off the western coast of Scotland) to be such a place. My experience there was one of tremendous awe, Presence, and Deep Love.

I have since come to believe that we ourselves are such Thin Places, where Spirit and Matter beautifully, seamlessly meet. The following piece of writing welled up from the Thin Place of my own soul; where I am blessed to encounter the Divine Beloved, no matter where I may physically be.


Our Place, Our Time
by Cheryl Anne

It is All Your Planting;
this lush landscape of soul.
I pray in a sodden inner sanctuary.
Though the day beyond is parched and begging;
my heart is moist and pliable with Presence.

Your Essence gathers
round my shores,
lapping at the edges
of a transformed identity.
Your Love has shaped
this island over time,
till I am fully Yours
and You are fully mine.

How I adore
Your bare feet
in the soft sand of my sadness.
You kneel and sift me
through Your Gentle Hands.
I fall easily through fingers of Grace;
You wet me with Your Tears
and trace Your Name
with a strong and steady stroke.

“Beloved”, You whispered;
spoke my secret name
before the world was born.
I am torn between Creation’s Flame,
the brisk seas, and potent breeze
come to tame me.

Across my cheek
and through my hair
You bluster and blow,
but I do not shield my face
from Your Power.

I embrace Your showering
and the majestic towering
of Spirit’s certain lure.

In Truth and Trust,
I let my soul soar
upon these wild winds.
I accept the excruciating gentleness
of Your Word to me;
This Word of Earth, of Sky, of Sea.

In this Sacred Space;
This Holy Place;
This Inner Iona…
Here, I know that I Am Yours
and You Are Mine~

As the wind and the sea
speak plainly to me;
“This is Our Place…
This is Our Time.”


Cheryl Anne: As a very young girl, I discovered the magic of turning my observations and swirling thoughts and feelings into poems and songs. The love of language; spoken, sung, and written, and also the silent language of presence, has remained through all life's twists and turns. I am a lover and celebrant of the elements and seasons of the Heart and Soul, of Earth and Spirit; finding All Life to be sacred. I deeply enjoy the privilege of sharing my life with three beloved children and a few more than three beloved friends. Presently I work in the field of in-home elder care and companioning. My greatest joy is found in being with those I so dearly love, and in the embrace and beauty of Nature. 




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