Let me share with you a few letters that came this week. I see a few of them here who wrote them. One lady wrote saying that she found herself in her swimming pool and she was floating on her back. And she decided to make the entire swim on her back from one end to the other. And she said I felt that I had had too much wine. And I felt really to the point of capacity. And I shouted out, “I have had too much swine.” And then I got embarrassed that I had so much wine that even my words would not take the proper course. And I corrected myself and said wine. I said, I do enjoy a drink, but it’s not wine. I like something stronger. I am not given to excessive drinking, but when I do have a drink, I like something stronger, but here it was wine. And I am floating on water in my own pool. Then she said, I felt your presence. I didn’t see you. I couldn’t say to anyone, I saw you. And now I cannot actually say that you were another. Yet here, I know you were present and you and I are one. We are one. So, I could no more use the word, “we.” I will have to say “I.” Yet, I know that you and I are one and I cannot divide it and say, “we,” it is simply “I.” And then I awoke.681 ¶12