One day, months ago, I lay on my bed mid-afternoon and I couldn't find a reason to move. It seemed that I couldn't move, not even lift my baby finger or use my eyes to look around. I wasn't meditating. It was just a few marvellous moments of deep, deep stillness. There was no ego-mind itching to analyze. There was no thinking. My body didn't want to adjust itself or… Read more
On the conscious path we are reminded that we are on a journey and there is no destination. Our experiences are continuous and fluid, each a causation to another effect, rippling into infinite expansion, and weaving together with multi-dimensional trajectories. I know this to be true. However, I also have experienced timeline horizons along the long road home – points of arrival in time and space. One could call these… Read more


