I think that’s a verse in a song.  I have the words taped to my computer monitor at work.  Day by day to be nearer, dearer to the Presence. 

But today my old body is tired.  I spent much of the night indulging in distracting action movies.  I am plagued recently with the thought of how much I should do and how long I have lived without huge accomplishments.  Coming up to a birthday always gets the monkey-mind reeling with “what I should be” at “this” age.

A long walk in a brilliant forest of magnificent trees hundreds of years old beside a raging infinitely roaring river has reminded me how very tiny a being I am floating on this exquisite planet. 

I reach out for the Dear One who whispers songs of the Way in my pouty ears “You are loved.  Life is a blessed event.  There is no where you need to go.  Enjoy the ride.”