God

Since I was a little kid I've always wondered if God was real. It's
hard to explain, but everytime I look up at the sky, every time I see a
tree, a wild flower in bloom, my dog Ben running free around a field. F
smiling at me. I get a strong feeling inside that there is a creator
somewhere.

I'm not writing this to preach or testify that Jesus has made me born
again or anything. I'm not part of any religous organisation. I'm just
me, the same guy I've always been, only something inside me feels
different lately. I've been wondering a lot about God, wondering if
perhaps I should be walking down some sort of spiritual path as opposed
to the material one. Still doing my job, being everything I am now, I
have no desire to join a monastery or anything. Just wondering if
perhaps I should be praying, meditating more, trieing to find that
still centre within; where maybe the voice of God is, I dunno.

Whenever I look at a mountain, at the sea, at the stars at night, I
know that this world with it's politics is nothing compared to the
wilderness. The wilderness has outlived so many things, seen history
and time unfold over and over.

The world of man is just a drop in the ocean.

When I'm alone and sit in some woods or by the sea. I become aware of a
presence. A great telepathic language of colours, sounds, smells and
feelings. I can hear messages in the rippling water, sense the trees
are telling me things, that wild animals are talking to me with their
eyes, that the sky is restless and preparing for something, some great
event set in the near future.

I can't prove it's there and I can't really explain it, what it is, how
it works; words just don't seem enough to explain it; but I know that
there is something there with me and I'm not alone.