I am a gifted child.
I am the current from a vast Ocean of possibilities and in me is revealed a harmony of native spirit that causes the Moon to dance in an orbit of enchantment. I am the one who spins the Spheres into perfect revolutionand the Stars contain this performance as only they know how to do.
I am a happy child.
I live in make-believe at all times. This Earthly bit is a challenge, appearing to take itself so seriously. It is hard to believe that there is any part of the Infinite that could ever lose its perspective and create a place like this, but there you have it: make-believe, as I said.
I am at present in a dream where the dreamers think themselves what they are not. I know better and am glad I am supported by my inner world to remember at all times a truer clime of expression. I cannot forget what is real, for I am what is real as I am Breathed into being.
And–look again!–I am not alone in this elegant trueness of self.