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As the fire of God burns away all too small to hold God Essence too powerful, too subtle, too pervasive to contain, seeps into All that Is,

Sometimes I wonder if God hides our sinfulness from each other so we can stand to be around one another

Your fellow flies miss you something terrible.

As I drew closer I saw the canvas was blank and in bewilderment I asked, “what are you doing?” and the man laughed as he replied, “I'm painting can't you see” “But you have no paint” I retorted, “the canvas is empty” The artist replied with a smile, “Oh, that's because you look only for the art that is visible”

Remember the gift of the Now with its timelessness preciousness

We are a species of contradictions So intelligent, so powerful, with minds and hearts and creativity and ability so wide yet vulnerable and perhaps blind to our shadow side