SITTING IN THE FIELD BE STILL AND KNOW I AM
On the farm in the Spring, I would sit still in the garage in wet soft earth till the baby frogs would birth out of the earth and cover me.I would sit Indian style in stillness on the rocks behind the barn and the wild rabbits living in the field came to sit on the rocks too. I felt myself melt into everything and would see small white shiny circles floating in the air. All around me became still. Go within the truth of who you are, Divine Love.