Well, folks, I have news for you. You will find yourself in the very last place you look. Some of us have been looking for so many years we are facing the wall of whatever happens next. That is quite a wonderful place to be, by the way. Maybe I will build a wall: WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT and sit by it all day long. Or maybe just do it right here and now. Consider it built! Read on if you are intrigued.

So I have spent thousands of dollars looking for myself. I have gone to Maui, Boulder City, Whidbey Island, just to name a few. I wasn’t there.

I have cried rivers and floated down them using a cross for an oar and it availed me nothing.

I was still looking.

I used other people as mirrors and was quite rough on them.

I used food and drugs and sleep and well, just about everything legal to find myself.

But they didn’t work. I had to keep looking.

I studied esoteric Christianity, I worked with a shaman, I studied the words of many so-called enlightened people but I was not in any of them.

I had to keep looking.

Finally I got tired. Something in me broke open and out I popped!

I said only two words and you already know what they are.

I said “I am.”

And the full knowledge of my being was simply and clearly known to me.

Not by thinking but by being.

The search, while seemingly unfruitful, was absolutely necessary and divinely dictated.

But then, so is every iota of everything.

I am in the last place that I looked.

And please do yourself a favor and find a quiet place where you can read this and you will get it.

Or my name isn’t “I am.”

Vicki Woodyard