I dance beneath you.
I sing softly in the breeze
So no one hears me
But the birds and bees and the silly tumble weeds.
I sleep beneath you.
I watch every star shooting by in your majestic canvas of whose art no one has truly yet to capture,
I sit beneath you.
I no longer ask questions like, “why?”
Now I understand.
There’s no searching.
There’s nothing to find.
It’s all right here, tucked safely inside.
The same majestic canvas I flew in on and find comfort in - this glorious Painted Sky.
When I asked my students what part of nature they loved most, not one person said, “Me.”
This broke my heart, as it’s not a trick question.
You ARE Nature.
You ARE the Painted Sky.
You ARE Divinity.
Accept no substitutes.
Get out and LIVE!
You don’t NEED another “immersion” to “find yourself” or “connect with nature.”
You ARE NATURE.
You Are PEACE.
You ARE LOVE
You are LOVED.
You are immersed in LOVE.
Now go on and give yourself a tight squeeze and stop comparing yourself to others when you and I both know - you too are the PAINTED SKY.
All my love,
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