A bear walked across my soul last night

It’s like that on earth, you know.

We appear unconnected, but we’re not.

Unity

is.

So while we dream this dream of separation, let’s pretend we know

we’re one.

Just until we awake (and know this)

Let’s love each other as we love our fingers and toes.

Let’s imagine the dirt we walk on is our own skin.

That irritating person across the table (ocean) from us? The best gift we’ve ever given ourselves.

The bear cub in the forest? The sweet voice of our eternal self, lifting the curtain for a moment to remind us

joy and wonder is our destination.

That’s how we’ll wake up-

living as if we know the truth until we do.

Grace will do the rest.