You are a nomad, you know. Even on Earth, you are traveling in space, in what is called space. I say you are a nomad because you are a traveler. As a matter of fact, you hop from pillar to post. We can call the pillar Heaven and the post, Earth, even as space and place do not truly exist.
And, yet, for all practical purposes, that is, Earth purposes, you are somewhere, always somewhere, hither and yon, Heaven and Earth. You are on the rebound from one to the other. You are more constantly aware of Earth. It is like a bird’s nest in a tree. You call it home when your True Home is seemingly farther away from you even as Heaven is as close to you as I am, and that is very close indeed.
The joke is on you, for I am you, and We, the One of Us, cannot be closer. You tend to think that I am in a faraway land when I am a local. I couldn’t be more local.… Read the rest