I was learning to live in Nature, shaping my life, my everyday activities in a direct way according to the weather, the seasons, the rising and setting of the sun and moon. I was once again becoming aware of Nature's all-powerful presence. If anyone had asked me, I would still have been unable to say what might be learned from Peter asleep among his animals on the prairie as I had seen him that first summer, but I was learning it. I was learning it slowly, painfully, in solitude and silence and out of my own experience.
I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly You were speaking:
"My name is I am." You paused. I waited.
You continued. "When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not I Was."
"When you live in the future, with its problems and fears, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not I Will Be."
"When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here."
"My name is I Am."