There is a little stair in my home that reaches to the Stars. I cannot see it with my eyes, and I don’t know it’s there until I stop looking at the world. It leads to the house where I live in Eternity. I visit it each night when the Human I am sleeps. It is so good to be back among my little possessions that don’t possess me. There, I am at peace and know a deep contentment, for all around me is the assurance of only Love and Acceptance.
It is the oddest thing to me that the Human that I am so ignores this part of us. Nevertheless, it is the true nature of things in this Vastness with No Name. It’s everywhere except, most of the time, in the Human that I am. Such a forgetful creature is she. I hope your Human is more awake.