Morning Meds; 12 8 22
Traditionally we see our Gods through words visualized, an outline of form we color with our thoughts.
These outlines were passed down from elders to youth and from receiver to written page and many truths were and are preserved through this tradition.
The youth adapt the pictures to the procession of change and pass them down again.
The forms of God that were too ridged to conform to change fade away, lost to the transition.
These written words are an attempt to stall change and preserve a moment so others can gain, but the Creator Of All, the All There IS is too grand to be fully contained in ancient scripts or carved stones.
The All There IS is a living presence always coming to us, adapting to our needs and is never a distant stranger waiting for our approach, for we are one.