I AM the Ancient of Days who holds a hand over you in the sign of blessing and peace. I AM in every particle of light, in every hue and tone of colour beyond your naming. I AM the glorylight at the beginning and end of each day – whether you behold Me or not. I AM in every beat of your precious heart. I AM holding you. I AM in the poets and the prophets and the preachers and the teachers who talk of Wisdom, of Justice, of Mercy, of Love. I AM an open window beckoning you in to Me, and out to Me, every moment of every day. I AM in the fresh air you need to blow away your cobwebs, to enlighten your dusty, musty corners. I AM the Invitation to throw yourself open to Me. I AM in every tick of Time, adjust Me how you will, play with Me how you might, but your times remain safe in My hands. I AM in the music, in the triumph of trumpets, in the horn blasts of warning, in the reveille for the dead. I AM in the eyes of the wild beasts who accompany you, inside and out: those you love and those in your terror you demonise and reject. I AM in the Earth I ask you to steward, in those rocks you want to break open to build, in the action of muscle and sweat of your labours for the good of all. I AM in the very ground you touch and tread, I AM the Way you walk. I AM in the blessing of the stranger, the foreigner, the faithful from all faiths. I AM in the smile of the wounded child who needs your succour and your protection. I AM Sophia, Wisdom, calling in the streets, the Counsellor of Princes and peoples everywhere. I AM the collector of sacred pollen to feed the earth, I AM the maker of the honey which heals. I AM near you – in, through, around, above, below all this – near you in your next breath and beat of your heart.