When we are very young, we connect with everything. We do not see ourselves as separate from our mothers. If another child is crying, we become upset too. We think stuffed animals have feelings, we joyfully give a tree a hug and we worry about the worms during a rainstorm. But we grow up. We learn that stuffed teddy bears do not have feelings and worms have no place in our urban work-a-day lives. We find our identity as we separate from these childhood ideas. How ironic it is then that we spend our adulthood trying to reconnect with our childhood: the simple joy of a tree, reconnection with nature, becoming one with the universe.
Blessed Be.
The Goddess changes everything She touches. Everything she touches, changes.
