Stop right now and listen.

Not to this voice, but to the silence.

Any silence you can lock in on.

Your eyes may cut to the right or the left.

Listen like you're trying to hear my real voice.

Listen like you're listening for the answer to your question.

For your next step.

This is communion.

This is prayer.

And when you listen long enough, just past that point where your mind is telling you, I don't hear anything.

This is pointless.

That prayer turns to praise.

The silence becomes love.

The love gets revealed.

The fullness in the emptiness is clear, is felt. It holds the

thoughts at bay. When you are full of me, there's no room for that. There's a clearing out happening

right now, a purifying. Let it happen. I'm bringing it all about.

I'm bringing it back around. I love you.