I have been the toucher of trees, and I have seen with eyes closed. You, I AM–beneath the waves, above the skies, the Divine Spark of all that has Life, You, I AM call us all. Many hear but do not rise. Some rise but get lost in the fingers pointing the way. I am what I eat and what I touch–and I touch you I AM. We eat the Surrender in many ways.
I love the image of “BE.” The big bang they say–“BE” is what YOU say.
Me, I paint. I walk. I meditate. I chant. I rise.