I like to revel in the ethereal. That is quite obvious. But, I like to come down from the ether and dwell here on the earth again, anchoring my heart and soul with the tribal gods (or god) and their wisdom.
Thus, when I pray, I bring to the moment my perspective as God
as a Process, an Infinite Unfolding in a vast void. I bring to the moment a mind steeped, not just in Christianity, but in the wisdom of world religion and philosophy. But, in prayer I rein in my imagination and mind and humbly pray, “Our father which art in heaven….”
And today, the first thought in my mind was, “This is the day that the Lord hath made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.” For, once again I am alive and will have a beautiful world to enjoy. I will enjoy good coffee, good food, good wife, good doggies, good friends. And for this plenty, I offer my gratitude, not to an ever-expanding universe part of which I am, but to “god.”