12/01/2025
Contemplate.
I like breaking it down as con-Temple – with the temple.
But the real question is: what is your temple?
For some, it’s a church.
For others, a prayer room, a puja corner, a meditation cushion.
I’m not a church-goer, but I’m highly spiritual.
Back in college, something big shook my life and dropped me straight into contemplation mode.
Many nights I would wander the streets in East Stroudsburg- to get away from the college "happenings" back in my apartment- to be alone, I’d end up at a small church.
No sermon. No mass. No production. I don't know if I even know what denomination it was or even cared.
Just an unlocked door and a quiet, empty space.
I’d sit there and, looking back, I realize:
that was my temple.
Away from the apartment, away from the noise,
it was the one place I could actually hear myself.
Over time I learned: to truly con-template,
you don’t need a church—
but you do need a temple.
A space within you, supported by the space around you.
So if you keep saying you don’t have time to sit, disconnect, and think…
maybe it’s not just a time issue.
Maybe it’s an environment issue.
These days, my temple is the woods.
It’s my front porch in the morning,
breathing in the quiet before the day starts. 🌲🕯️
Your temple might be a park bench,
a corner of your living room,
or the driver’s seat of your car before you walk into work.
Where is your temple—the place that lets you actually be with yourself and truly con-Temple?
and I just realized, after East Stroudsburg, I ended up going to Temple University, 🤯
The messages are always there
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