“We thank our Father for one thing alone; that we are separate from no living thing, and therefore one with Him. And we rejoice that no exceptions ever can be made which would reduce our wholeness, nor impair or change our function to complete the One Who is Himself completion. We give thanks for every living thing, for otherwise we offer thanks for nothing, and we fail to recognize the gifts of God to us.”
Even though we are told in the Course that the world is illusion, I don’t think this means looking on it with contempt. True, it isn’t our real home, but while we think we live here, we should look upon it with love and appreciation.
Yesterday morning, when I took my guide dog Waylon out, I was reminded of the love I can share with other living things. First, there was the dove, which called in a rather harsh voice, probably some kind of alarm note. Then there was the gray squirrel, scrabbling its way up a nearby tree and barking loudly. Waylon, as he usually does, was calm, and I was grateful to hear these living beings expressing themselves, as well as for the scent of wet grass and the cool breeze on my face. I give thanks for all of them.