I am the path of the universe that unfolds, flowers, fruits, withers, dies and releases seeds to root and green again.

As I am this flow, I feel the Presence of All That Is within, beneath, surrounding me.

Throwing my arms up in delightful and terrifying surrender, I ride the waves, allowing the furrows to calm me, nurture me.  So that when the top of the wave of the future aririves, I have learned to bend at the knees.

Still I lean into this journey with a walking stick of the Divine.  I keep photos and statues and rocks and tidbits of love scattered throughout my day and my home.  Reminding me that I am never alone, that the rest of the ocean water comforts me.

First the fish needs to say, I’ve always been thirsty, and look at the wine flowing at me from all sides.  This strange camel ride is delicious.