You are an ancient oak.

Like when you were young and you would walk in the garden, pull a rose close to your nose and smell the sweet scent of a pink rose. You have always known.

Like when you visited places of great spiritual purity, drew in the energy, and you were purified. You have always known.

You are a star, a spec of dust in this vast universe, but you have always known.

You are an ancient oak tree. Lived many lives with much wisdom. Grounded in heaven and Earth, and holding the space between.

Know that your place is a constant. You hold this space in service of Others and for the greater good of All. You are steadfast and loving. You reach the deepest depths and the highest heights. You are universal love, embodied for the greater good of All.

You are love.

Amen.