I am a part of all, a speck that without me there would be a hole, with me I am the whole…each one of us is like that…part of all.
Therefore who am I or who are we? The very core of me…my innermost being, my soul…is; the wind in the trees, the stars in the sky, the river flowing gently, and even the mountains, the grass, the flowers, the fragrance from the flowers, the gentle rain, and another time the torrential downpour. My deepest core self is the thunder, the mighty Oak tree, sending roots deep into Mother Earth and lifting my limbs to Father Sky. The deepest part of me is the raging forest fire, and the calming serenity and purity of the snowfall…even the rocks, the crystals are part of what makes me, me. The real me is everything, even the yin and yang, because one moment gentle and the next overbearing… my real self is All..and therefore, because my real self is all then anything decided upon can be created and accomplished simply because…powerful beyond measure is who I am.