Is your temple broken?

Has it been worn down from the daily existence of life or the constant worries of the mind on the egoic illusion flooding thy Being?

Is it made of concrete will and wisdom or of decorated glass easily broken at the test of faith?

Does it listen to your strong willed command or operates on its own whim, breaking point by point?

Can it run its marathon when ready or scarcely pass the finish line?

Does it breathe its last breath at the intervention of illness or hang on and rise up with Divine strength?

Is it one that is clean or filthy?

Is it one that you admire for the care you've given it or detest at one glance?

Do you ceaselessly consider what's best for it or allow any and anything to enter without care?

Do you consistently bless whatever enters it, knowing that even the tiniest and blessed morsel is sufficient for a lifetime?

Do you give it the rest it needs or overuse it and expect it to last forever?

Do you clean it lovingly, blessing the water that touches thy skin?

Do you recognize your beauty outside and inside?

Do you listen to its whispers of healthy joy or shouts of pain, uneasiness or tiredness?

Do you appreciate its strength, wonder, and glory?

Do you look in the mirror and tell it that you unequivocally love it?

It has been with you for a lifetime.

How much time have you devoted to it?

One day, we won't need this temple anymore.

What will be your memories of this temple and how you treated it?



Channeled through Angela Sang

August 5th, 2012 @ 10:27 AM

P.S. Consider our ages. Reflect on how many times we have acknowledged our physical body during all these years? 0ur hearts have been beating everyday, our brains have been working everyday, our senses and our organs have also been working. How many times have we appreciated its existence, loved it, accepted its miraculous nature, pampered it, catered to it? How many? Consider the other 'bodies' too:  mental, emotional, and spiritual. What care are we giving these, too? Just a thought.