Return Yourself To Sacred

We are all born sacred and divine. At the very beginning, before the world presses its weight upon us, there is no question of worth. A child arrives whole, radiant, carrying the quiet truth that life itself is holy.

But as we grow, the noise of the world grows louder. We are told to compete, to prove ourselves, to fit into shapes that were never meant for us. Slowly, the sacredness we once carried so effortlessly is forgotten. We start to believe the lie that we are not enough. And when we no longer see the sacred in ourselves, we stop seeing it in others. This is when cruelty, division, and indifference take root—both inwardly and outwardly.

Yet sacredness never leaves us. It waits, patiently, beneath the layers of forgetting. It calls to us in quiet moments—in the stillness of nature, in the tenderness of love, in our faith, in the ache we feel when life seems less than it should be.

To return to the sacred is not to become something new, but to remember what was always true. It is to look into the mirror and recognize the divine spark still burning. It is to meet another’s eyes and honor the same light within them.

When we live from this place, something shifts. We become gentler with ourselves. We treat others with reverence instead of suspicion. We discover a way of being that heals rather than harms, unites rather than divides.

The world does not need more speed, more judgment, more striving. What it longs for is our return to the sacred—to live as though every breath, every being, every moment is worthy of honor. And that return begins the moment we remember who we truly are, bathed in divine love.