I Am the Earth, the crunch of leaves, Fall’s fragrance of life composting, combusting itself into new life. I am the sperm, the egg, the nest of creation, through which God makes his Presence known, his will made manifest.

As I give myself away, withholding nothing at all, I Am all This and the Heavens too.

For I Am all that man is, glorious perfection, stunningly mistaken distortions, defective dreams. I am This. Human Being. God Incarnate. All of it; nothing left behind, unhealed, unwanted. Every breath, every pain-filled thought of separation, each hallelujah of recognition, the entire ladder of awakening ascends through Me.