PSALM 27 – For love’s sake the courage to live as if… / Bitachon My deepest fear? The energy illuminating everything cannot be seen or named. When all I see is reflection and refraction, who am I to be afraid of dark or light? of seeing, being seen, or not? Silence is the mother of all sounds, syllables, names. When a wisp of breath and unspoken incantation guards the fortress of my life, Who shall I fear? Which ‘I’ is the one that worries? Fear and worry come fast consuming