You're alive—not merely existing. You are: you're not trying to be. Discover the life of the moment—this moment of your living.
Not You
Not you—as an amalgam of happenings, you-as-you-were a decade, a moment, ago: to ask What was I? is to be blind to the fact of presence. Man is not a chronology. Not you as a mosaic of hopes and fears: to ask What will I be? is to stop discovering. Not you content with a status quo: a cup of years spilling satisfaction over the hour. Not even you-as-you-becoming—
But You Being
You spiritually. You in the action of being you where being is the emanation of I am. "I AM hath sent me unto you": Being, God, impels man, breathes through him Love's incentives. Soul's expression now, you go as His fragrance in every place.
This is your felt unity with Him. Moment by moment.
Soul plants pure desires along your days. The innocence of what you are flares through the guilt of what you are not. Like cyclamen in the winter sun: not withholding, not seeking to hold—but giving out help simply by being what it is—moment by moment.
