It may have taken a few minutes for this light to reach here from the sun, but to the light, it is said to have taken no time. What else in the universe exist in this always now zone, from the beginning to the end?

There is gravity that we are, that for all intents and purposes, always was and will be. We are distilled radiation, light, an can be converted back to light. We are their offspring. Evolution, is the compounded outworking of essences such as these. These come to reveal Creation. We are never actually lost, not from Creation. We belong to The Formula.

Yet we are fully capable of not knowing of our inner or outer immersion in the infinite and eternal. If we do not see the obviousness of It, the ever-present Source of It, we can live and not even know ourselves, nor one another.

Human alienation, abandonment, betrayal, they are all false knowings, for you are never unknown to Life. You are as much if not more a part of life as our sun, a river, the Milky Way. These things are not greater or lesser than you. They are an integral part of you, of every part of you.

We can expect that in coming to know who we are, we will not know ahead of time. We can expect that we have been told things that were best guesses. We can expect that we will establish a truth from our experience, then lose it, or even find that we had judged truth prematurely.

Do not be surprised at any forgetfulness, but seek to remember. When lost, look for landmarks to Spirit. If wise, we can place these landmarks or remembering around our lives. This is something that religion and ritual seek to do at their best. And yes, when it comes to knowing life, you do deserve the best.

Surround yourself with light. With love like ever-active gravity; never letting you go, nor anything else. Yet I can walk past you and not see you. Not be aware of that same light and same attraction you are. And what of all the other Sacred dimensions inside and out that we do not yet except as part of who I am? And you?

We are strangers? Not ever actually. But what we can not see of all that connects us. What we do not admit of all that is one inside of us. Of all we do not comprehend when looking up at the night sky full of stars, not knowing our dreams are part theirs. All that empty space in-between my eyes and these stars is but the fertile nebula’s of tomorrow, yesterday and now. All the place where intention is known. Where definition reveals. Where we wonder, what to do with our lives next.