I am awake.

I am ready to do your will.

Let my path be straight today, Lord, let my steps be regular. Let me not distract myself.

Let me remain awake to you.

(Letter #2,205)

Let me see myself clearly, without illusion, as you do.

In my self-delusion, I see myself taller and finer than I truly am. In my shame, I see myself smaller and indeed misshapen.

Lord, let me gaze upon myself, my ordinary self, one among many.

I stand apart out of pride, and with no cause. Let me join my fellows.

(Letter #2,204)

I sit on my cushion beside you. Underneath is the floor, underneath that a slab. Going deeper, the mighty earth.

Your arms under it all. Under me.

You are my friend beside me, Lord, and also my foundation. Further, O miracle, you shine down upon us all, sunlight of well-being and peace.

Friend, foundation, life source: this is your daily mystery, Lord. You are each, and all.

Let me do your will today.

(Letter #2,203)

We sit together, murmuring to one another, side by side.

I share with you my worries for the day, struggling to name gratitude.

You share with me the pathway to ease.

I have forgotten before you are done speaking. Later, I will strain to recall the way.

O memory! Stay with me on the march, murmur to me at noon.

(Letter #2,202)