It is becoming apparent that authentic journeys are not measured by time. The only time is the present, and that is not time at all but, the present just is. This present moment is all we have.

You studied and did your duty, believed and did what you were told with a promise of a life that is already here. Life is just over those hills. You were told you were on a journey; when all along your sorry ass was sitting inside that car analyzing every belief known to man. Your path will reveal the truth about you. Nobody cares what you believe; they care about who you are.

The courage to live in the present, between time and timelessness. No matter the circumstance, it is where life is found.

Everywhere you go, you shall find dramatic splendor and awe because your majestic soul is part of the vivid whole, and nothing about you is ignoble.

A period of darkness is essential in order to expand personal awareness. Experiencing sadness and loss makes a person appreciative of life, more tenderhearted, and open to living life as an ecstatic journey of discovery.

It's a rare thing these days, most people don't have time to stop, to allow themselves to be moulded and shaped by the Creation. A feather falls from a bird and starts its journey alone; once it was attached, part of the whole; then it becomes an uncomplaining hobo, drifting with no agenda, changed by its separation-who knows where it ends up or what it becomes?