I was in Beacon Hill Park today: Crocuses, purple and white and a bench overlooking a pond where ducks splashed happily, drops of water flying from them in silver sprays of light. People happy and amazed at the sunshine, the beautiful trees and the flowers already in bloom.
I stood up and turned around and my heart stopped. The juxtaposition of the light, a hill of flowers caught in its rays, blue, violet, red and orange. The aching beauty of a tree, its bark and its bright green moss, its branches clear and strong, reaching into the sky.
I was transfixed because at that moment, I saw God. God was in that grove with me - Father/Mother God, Gaia - the elementals and the devas. And in that moment I saw, with crystal clarity. the ascending of the Earth.
I was in Eden.
I stood up and turned around and my heart stopped. The juxtaposition of the light, a hill of flowers caught in its rays, blue, violet, red and orange. The aching beauty of a tree, its bark and its bright green moss, its branches clear and strong, reaching into the sky.
I was transfixed because at that moment, I saw God. God was in that grove with me - Father/Mother God, Gaia - the elementals and the devas. And in that moment I saw, with crystal clarity. the ascending of the Earth.
I was in Eden.