Go outside. Now. Touch the Earth. Feel the grass alive under your bare feet, the rough bark and smooth leaves of your favorite tree. Dig your fingers into the soil and smell the flesh of the Mother; splash in living waters. Smash your earphones and listen to the original music of life – wind and water, insect and bird. Watch the play of sunlight and shadow in the forest; taste the wild sweetness of blackberry, apple and pear.
Cleanse the portals of your soul; open all your senses to the world and know – beyond doubt, beyond theology, beyond thought – that it is real, and holy, and here.