I believe that I am a human, merely being, that needs to breathe in and breathe out regularly.  I require fuel called food, shelter, clothing and sleep.  Most of my life is spent in my current culture figuring out how to secure these requirements.

I believe there is more than meets the eye of this human earth existence.  Don’t think I can ever figure it out, it depends on what I choose to believe.  Right now I believe that two aspirin and a cola soda pop will make me feel like washing out sheets filled with dog poop.  From my old loving, lovable dog that should have died years ago that I cherish.

I believe in immense gratitude helps the spirit inside this protoplasmic biological shell I wear.  Gratitude today is for this computer, internet connection, my family after a great little dinner party last night, a phone that works, pens and paper, a scooter I can ride with a car in the shop, and it is not raining right now.

I believe in the joy of my tribe.  Those that I run with, graze with, connect with.  Already emails, voice messages, nudges to return calls all buffet what seems like an empty useless day.

I believe that there is more for me to consider than the irritating trivial “now” of my cat whining and scratching at the window.

I believe in the shift that comes from this morning practice of feeling my humanness and writing about the centering bliss of a Divine Touch, a Spirit’s sweet whisper, and/or the image of an elephant truck raising me up to the towering view on His back lifts me up above it all.

The sun breaks, and the shadows flee away.