In the woods, I touched the Mother.
First, I noticed her – in a way – so sudden, so unexpected… How could I ever not see her…. not see how obvious, how physically obvious She is: the very ground beneath my feet! And where does that ground go? All around the Globe – right? One Globe, One Body, One Being, One Presence.
Mother, infuse me with the Strength of infinite humility. For I know nothing. Emerging from the mud of ignorance, still blinded, I ask you Mother, give me your holy Sight. I long for essence, not appearance. I fooled myself enough, more than enough.
I long to see the Truth, clear like a Day, brilliant like the Sun, open like a Lotus-flower shining above the mud. Beloved Mother, My Earth, give me your Holy Sight.