You have the blueprint within you. Everything you need is inside you, just as the acorn contains a mighty oak.
Pre-dawn walk this morning. The light was just coming in and we walked past the pond where the duck were beginning their morning ritual of circling and chatting to each other. You have to walk quietly (no bark-y dogs) or they will scare and move back into the reeds. It was dark and blue and only the ducks and the crows who live in the big sequoia by the pond. There is a dark, rhododendron-lined path that links the pond to the field, and you have to walk carefully here too if you don't want to fall into a badger whole. The field was crispy white with rime, every blade and leaf outlined in frosting. And here I find my favorite avenue of oak trees, perhaps from when that was the original entrance to the big house next to us. The sky is splintered with pink, awaiting the sunrise, but moving quickly-quickly, greys and melons, shell pink and orange. I put my arms around the largest oak and pressed the side of my face against its trunk and listened. My whole body shimmered with the energy. (Try it, it's true!) And it said, God is in everything. God is in everything. You've known this for your whole life, this old knowledge, and it's unfurling for you now, again. Recognize the divine in every thing you touch. But particularly on this freezing morning in this ancient oak tree with the black cattle against the skyline, the sun barely rising, my arms hugged tight around it. You can relax, it said. God is in everything.