reciting my prayers aloud. After a few lines I stop and look around. The walkway is shaded by redwoods and eucalyptus. A lovely hill rises to my right.
Yet the Master’s Prayer doe not bespeak this beauty. It addresses the One Creator of all worldly beauty and ugliness: the One for Whom there is no “you and I” or “this and that.”
I realize once again how woefully, how totally imprisoned I am. What did Beloved say is the biggest prison in the world? The human body!
Nature, it is true, often brings a special breeze from the divine, but it is still Nature and I am still “I”.
After all these years, the way to Oneness seems impossible again
until I pull from my mind a Message in a Bottle: the Universal Message, and recite, “It is possible for you to renounce your limited self by My Grace. I have come to release that Grace.”
By the time I get to the car, it’s game on again. I will continue to do my best to chisel or tunnel from my side. I will fall far short of the mark; but He already Knows that. It is why I need His Grace.
[For the curious, this is Saint Malo's Prison
in Brittany, France. Ok? And no, it does not actually
have a Baba Card on its front door. :-) ]