If I am willing, the path will become clear.  “No matter if you are the sinner of all sinners, if you seek, She will come.”  A saint is a sinner who said her prayers.

I’m not into the sinner thing, but I do seem to “miss the mark” often, fall out of balance, sit in the dark shadows of self-pity now and again.  (“Now and again!  More like every other freaking minute!” one of my inner lovely voices pipes up.)

Nonetheless, I know what it feels like to be embraced by the Presence.  I have felt the cellular core peace of being in heaven as a human.  Visiting, and then being comfortable to return to the cold apartment, the awkward body, the coughing breath.  The memory of that bliss and the Dear One closer than my skin within, allows me to be easy with this volunteer work I craved–a human on the planet Gaia.

I say “You” and “Her” and “She” because it makes it real to me–the Presence.  It is nature, life, Tao, the Beloved.  I want to be in deep infatuation with my day, this life, my heart and All that Is.  Makes it so much more fun, this little human story on a tiny spot of this sweet small planet in the far end of a modest galaxy in the corner of the universe.

In the mirroring light of my love You are revealed.