Intentions 5774

I took my burdens — my self consciousness, my separation, my isolation, my flight, fear, especially my fear — everything that separates me from G*d and all I love the most, and I laid them on the shoulders of the animal. On the back of the beautiful yoked beast I gave up my fear, and I watched as the animal disappeared into the hills.

I lifted up my hands and said, to the trees, to the sky, to the stones, to the dirt, to the dirt especially, to the mud: Is this the way it works? From a distance I heard, Yes, this is precisely the way it works.