You Are the Feast!

When we look out from Love, all is already done. Already fed. We just forget that we’re fullness and Love, and then we go looking for it, trying to get back to it. Trying to get somebody to listen to us, just for five minutes. Instead of remembering, “Oh my God, I’m the feast itself!” So we can say, “I don’t always feel like the feast, but I am the feast itself. I sometimes feel like a pack of a thousand beggars looking for the feast, but I am the feast itself.” That’s why the beggars come and visit you; that’s why there are so many of them. They heard a rumor that you’re a feast and they didn’t wait for the invitations to be printed. They came running.