There is no god outside of you, puppeteering your life. This god so many speak of is your breath, the beating of your heart, the radiance of your smile, and the sharpness of your tongue.
My love! You're being sung; you're being done and undone by life itself, which is not separate from you—it is YOU! A mystery and a paradox that only the heart of Being can resolve.
And where is Being?
Go look in the mirror.
Photo: Baby Girl number 2. Due July 1st. 💕