I am buoyed as equally as I am tethered to ground. So light I may float; yet also weighted that I may not lose footing.
Let my gait be solid today, Lord, with firm feet. Let my shoulders be broad, my hands nimble, my gaze clear.
The earth presses up just enough to support me.
Thank you, Lord, for this ground and lightness it contains.
(Letter #3,798)