When the snows are all gone and the ice has melted, you look down into the bottom of a well and witness a paradox: bright blue sky reflected on black water. The secret of heaven is that I hide heaven in lowly sunken places where no one thinks to look.
Religion has never defiled Me. Technology does not annoy Me. The great achievements of science pass unnoticed before My eyes. But the workings of deep, slow, and certain things…these I observe carefully and respond to adroitly. Their prayers are always heard.
There is no body, no leaf or bough or branch, no fallen sparrow or butterfly that passes unnoticed by Me. But all are embraced by Me, and reclaimed by Me, as a Loving Mother who forever knits the tissues of dying and decaying things into the bodies of living, breathing beings. I have been doing this forever.
And so you must decide who you will trust. Those who tell you your future is to reach ever higher, fly ever further, deny all bonds and defy all limits. Or trust your living allies in the seen and not-so-seen worlds who return forever and ever to My embrace.