The return to the sacred
Series Title: Keeping Sanity Through Mysticism and Spiritualism in Our Current Age
Part 4: The Return to the Sacred: Reclaiming the Lost Temple Within
There was once a time when even a falling leaf was a revelation. When a ray of light pouring through a crack in the wall was not mere photons but a whisper from the heavens. When silence wasn’t awkward — it was divine.
But now, in the age of endless scrolls and curated avatars, the sacred has gone into exile. Banished from the marketplace of trends. Forgotten in the rush to meet deadlines, optimize routines, and chase echoes in the digital colosseum of likes and shares. The sacred — that which is timeless, ineffable, and unquantifiable — has become obsolete currency in a hyper-material world.
Yet it waits. Within us.
In the unseen temple not built by hands but carved by longing, silence, surrender, and remembrance.
The Inner Temple is Not Lost — It is Unvisited
In the ancient mystic traditions — whether Sufi, Vedantic, Hermetic, or Gnostic — the heart was never just an organ. It was a sanctuary. A microcosmic Kaaba. A chalice holding echoes from before time began.
The modern world, with its steel towers and digital altars, has offered many things — but it has stolen reverence. It has outsourced awe to algorithms. Our sacredness is now filtered, edited, and gamified. And yet, beneath the chaos, the temple of the soul still pulses with the rhythm of divine memory.
To return to the sacred is not to travel backward. It is to journey inward.
Sacredness Begins with Slowness
The first rebellion against the profane is slowing down. The world measures time in productivity, but the sacred measures it in presence.
- Sip your tea without checking your phone.
- Let a verse from Rumi or the Quran echo in your heart instead of reading ten quotes in a row.
- Walk barefoot. Watch the sky without photographing it.
Reclaim your minutes. Sacredness lives in the moment you choose to be rather than perform.
The Language of the Sacred: Awe, Silence, Remembrance
The sacred speaks a forgotten tongue:
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Awe is its exclamation point. It arrives unannounced — in a baby's laughter, a mountain’s silhouette, or the whisper of wind through trees. You need not understand it. You only need to bow inwardly.
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Silence is its scripture. In a noisy world, silence has become uncomfortable. But in silence, the inner sanctum speaks. Not with words, but with fragrance — of truths too holy for language.
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Remembrance (Dhikr) is its compass. Whether it is a mantra, a breath, a rosary bead sliding through fingers, or the Name of the Beloved on your tongue — remembrance reopens the sealed gate.
Deconstructing the False Temples
We have built many false temples: the cult of productivity, the shrine of self-image, the cathedral of social approval. These temples demand offerings — our time, energy, and authenticity — but give us only exhaustion in return.
To return to the sacred, one must dismantle these idols. Piece by piece.
- Replace performance with sincerity.
- Trade validation for contemplation.
- Replace scrolling with soul-searching.
The sacred doesn’t demand perfection — only presence.
The Altar of the Everyday
Sacredness is not always thunder and lightning. Sometimes it is the sacred aroma of your grandmother’s cooking. The hush before dawn. The honest tears of a friend.
The mystics always taught: “Do not seek the sacred in far lands. Seek it in the ordinary — for it is there that the Divine hides.”
Light your candle not in a cathedral, but in your kitchen. Sing your hymn not in Latin, but in your mother tongue. Offer your prayers not just in words, but in how you treat a stranger.
The Return Begins With You
This blog — Mystic Wisdom Hub — is not a pulpit. It is a lantern lit on a forgotten trail.
We are not here to proselytize, but to point toward a silence deeper than sermons, and a truth older than dogma.
We invite you, dear reader, to return. To remember. To revisit the sacred chambers within. Not because the world needs one more spirituality trend — but because your soul was never meant to forget.
The temple has always been within you. Dust it. Enter it. Light its lamp again.
Written by:
Professor Dr. Arshad Afzal
Former Faculty Member, Umm Al-Qura University, Makkah, KSA
Twitter/X: @DrArshadAfzal1
Email: arshadfzal2001@gmail.com
Blog: Mystic Wisdom Hub
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