The divine is not something high above us. It is in heaven, it is in earth, it is inside us.
Life is shining a light through a magnifying glass on me, looking for me to stumble. I think that's my biggest fear.
And on 25 January of each year and for many days before it and after it there is not an hour in the day or night when a Burns Supper is not taking place somewhere on this earth.
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