Fits and Starts

Fits and starts, that's the image that came to me today.  An image of getting access, seeing divine light and presence in fits and starts.  I don't even know it is there sometimes; I am just flaying around, searching for words, not even aware that the words I am speaking are His words.  There is no "I" here, so it isn't clear who is speaking. An empty slate on which words appear as if rising from the depths unbidden.  I am just a place holder, a template, a clear pond upon which the subtler, deeper experience shows through and next a puddle of mud, no depth, no clarity only to settle again as the beauty, the candor, the clairity returns... in fits and starts.