I want nothing more than to reach past myself, for a touch that ceases to be "touch" upon contact. I think that's what God and the divine are; a dissolution of the self, a melting into.
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I hated Buber when I first read him, and I can't forgive his Zionism, but I think he was spot on when he said that in the I-thou relation is the place where one gets a glimpse of God
I glimpse at God when I see Vaquita, when he stretches his paw toward me as I walk close to him, when in his sight I know his intention, when he asks me to brush him, and when he cleans me while cleaning himself
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