The Hands of Everything

Humanity stands upon the shoulders of all living things, to betray those who called you into existence is to betray yourself.

You are the voice, the heart, the hands of everything.

You are the creature who can build and tear down, ironically, you are the only creature upon the planet that can disrupt the planetary environment.

You are the caretakers of a garden, not created by you, and when you focus upon this reality the winds will be still and the sea calm, and your world will be paradise again.

Creation is not just the physical plane of existence, creation is all dimensions.

How foolish is humanity to think that an animal does not have a soul purpose and soul task.

How foolish of humanity to think that upon death every living thing does not comprehend the face of God. May it be a comfort to you to know every pet you have loved and loss beholds the face of God.