Auguries of Innocence —William Blake 1757-1827
To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour….
I behave as if I am because I sometimes forget that the Universe is there, right next to me, within me, outside of me, all around, doing its thing, making sure everything comes true, and right, the way it's meant to.
Believe in the universe, I tell everyone, and its power to open doors for you; it will conspire to help you, but then I see my head down, focused on my painting, my feet, the floor. And then, yesterday, I went out for a walk and turned to a field that I was never there before, and the wild poppies, buttercups were spreading out as far as I could see, the bees were all there, and it was a moment of magic. There are signs everywhere.
