You are Divinity walking around on Earth.

I seem to remember my mother grunting with her little 4' 8" body to give me entry into this death place. All these years I have been dying.
Isn't it strange the rut into which I was delivered will get to be six feet deep is just a few years?
It's more strange to think that as, I awakened, the rut showed itself as a beautiful garden of flowers.
I discovered that what I have learned as death is really a cute form of existence.
This existance speaks to me all the time about things such as my horrors at Iwo Jima, my joys at the birth of each beautiful child, grand child and great grand child.
It was fun writing my disertation on eating disorders and receiving honors and lots of EGO crap. Now I look back and see a tapistry with the threads seen from the front all neat and beautiful, then I go around behind to see the back of the tapistry and see what a mess that that part of me was.
I decided to look at the front, think 'front' thoughts and give LIFE it's own choice about me or my darling wife or my broken water pipe. It's all in the design and Heavenletters helps me feel good about what I have come to feel.
You just can't imagine how beautiful the humming birds are as they flock to my feeders. They too are but framents of HIS (whatever that means) ESSENCE. How on earth can you beat getting this opportunity to BE! I LOVE IT.

George shiffing his limp leg

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