So, like Elijah in the wilderness, you are being asked – who are you? What is for you here? Who are you here? In the fragile silence of the desert you are being asked – who are you when and if you are not your achievements or your titles or your roles or your possessions or your bank account? When your children have moved on and your parents have died, who are you? Who are you when you are no longer getting report cards and winning awards? Who are you when no one knows who you used to be? Who are you when all that matters to you is finding shelter and food and water? Do you know? Who are you here and what is here for you in this place?
What is here for you is Stillness. What is here for you is Love.
That is all.
That is everything.
Who are you when all there is is Stillness, when all there is is Love?
You are Stillness.
You are Love.
You are all.
You are everything.
That is all you are, always.
What is here for you is Stillness. What is here for you is Love.
That is all.
That is everything.
Who are you when all there is is Stillness, when all there is is Love?
You are Stillness.
You are Love.
You are all.
You are everything.
That is all you are, always.