I would pray briefly over breakfast or during my lunch break or at home in the evening. Most prayers concerned whatever events were facing me that week. But, if there was indeed a God, I had some questions. For one thing, Why does God play hide and seek with us? Why doesn’t He just come out into the open. Lord, why are You a hidden God?
You see Me everywhere. Just open your heart, your mind, your eyes.
Everywhere? I looked around and tried to see God there somehow. First, I tried to see things as alive.
No, not as if things were alive.
I tried something else (which, alas, I recorded illegibly).
The Jewish philosopher Martin Buber, in his great work I and Thou, spoke of approaching Nature as Thou. I tried that.
Look and you will see the face of Being.
I looked, but saying Thou to Nature, which I have sometimes found possible, was about as close as I could come, back then.