Fog lifted early, I worked in the garden.
Hummingbirds were stopping over honeysuckle flowers.
There was no thing on earth I wanted to possess.
I knew no one worth my envying him.
Whatever evil I had suffered, I forgot.
To think that once I was the same man did not embarrass me.
In my body I felt no pain.
When straightening up, I saw the blue sea and sails.
"Gift"
Czeslaw Milosz
Today, I walked down to the water three miles away from everything. I intended to go there to pray but realized I've been praying in my heart my whole life and there were no words I could say that weren't already known. Instead, I saw how everything else moves in prayer, the trees, the delphiniums, geese and turtles. And I found that I was okay.
I stumbled upon some deer and tried out my Equus. Reading one of the white-tailed does was like a dream. She responded to everything and I responded to her. Being able to communicate in this way thrills me like it's the first time each time it happens. I feel I'm being a part of a miracle, or rather witnessing one.
I haven't been at peace for a few weeks until today. Nature is a kind of medicine. Walking back, I no longer felt subjective to the world. I felt objective, and I let this big earth pass right through me.
Also, I didn't feel alone anymore. And that has never happened.
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