Early one morning I knocked on her door,
now me and that Angel are riding side by side.
We have a tiny dog, it’s riding here between us.
It’s no dog, it’s a tiny god, come to lick our hand!
We give thanks and praise, thanks and praise,
God is gracious, we’ll testify, we’ll say it’s so.
That little god will surely come your way,
to lick your hand, she’ll make you smile,
she’ll bite your finger till you testify!
Say “God is gracious”, tell everyone
throughout this land, go shout it
on the mountain, sing it down
in the valley too —
this great god has come for us,
she’s here for me and you!
Feeling To Infinity 
I’m blessed to have experienced this divine timing multiple times in this life, I don’t know through which form it will manifest next but there’s no doubt it will arrive again. On november 10th I was graced again by the nameless and formless proving again only one thing is real and matters and the neural noise and wordly entanglements are without substance, not worth granting attention, until that One again appears as itself seemingly hidden like a needle in a haystack but never was hidden at all, these are rare moments (here) but powerful enough to never forget and to never ask false questions or raise doubts about the nature of our existence, we are always that taintless beginning and never evolve in what we think we are, apart from in dreams. The arrival of tiny Gods and Angels are most precious and a great reminder of what really matters.
So true, how wonderful to hear of your graceful recognition! Let’s never forget! ❤