“But what happens when we open our eyes and see the face of God looking down at us, smiling, delighted with us, sitting in the lotus position in the leaves above our head and looking down into our face upside-down, smirking. Leaning in to kiss our forehead, and smooth down our hair from the bustle of ego striving. Can you imagine a kiss on the lips from God? Why not if we are now called friends of Jesus the shepherd, the man who walked the land, whose feet touched clay, which dried and blew on winds around the planet and landed in a river bed and into clay. This clay. Your clay body.”
