From a netfriend:

For me, God is not  ¨out there ¨, God is both close at hand and the ground of my being. God is ultimate reality, as real as anything I perceive. God is part of me, as I am part of God, paradoxical as this sounds. To me, it is obvious that what I call God is found within my brain, where  ¨I ¨ reside, the me that thinks, that feels, that perceives, but is not all of me. The me that talks, that reasons, that understands logic is not all there is of me. There are many other parts of which I am usually only dimly aware – the intuitive bits, the creative parts, the artistic side (which is only poorly developed unfortunately), the musical part, the animal part which only emerges when I am afraid or threatened. These only let me know they are there under special circumstances, and they are hard to access – prayer, meditation, art, music – all help, and they are all pathways to God who is the whole of me, and by extension, the whole of humanity, or perhaps the whole of creation. For I am no different to the rest of creation, except that I am aware, I know I exist, and I know that my existence is in God.

And yet I also know that I am an animal, limited, suffering pain, bound to die, and I must reconcile this knowledge with my existence in God, for surely God cannot die?