To continue the thread of my last post of June 6th, I have been struck by the depth and breath of my son Jamie’s quest to climb the ‘Magic Mountain.’ This relentless urging to reach the top, among slippery slopes and jagged edges, gives a being no rest along this weary climb. To challenge it is daunting. Yet, it has been challenged before and will be many times again. Here is a journal of a man so inclined. I wish him well as he ventures up and up, for there is no greater reward then what awaits him at the top. Click here to read his journal: SILENT MIND.
Absorbed in deep contemplation, down beyond the chatter of life, I find that space where silence reigns and darkness turns to light. Where peace moves in, on golden threads, caressing my numinous heart. The current of multi-dimensions rushes through, dancing eternity’s infinite beat.
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