Most of the time I’m not here.

My body is here but “I” am somewhere else that includes here, but is larger.

I bounce back and forth between the personal and the universal, I suppose you would call it the “trans-personal.” I miss the stuff in between.

Life interrupts my meditative state. My mind wants to wander, but events force me to pay attention. Or, I float. It’s what I like to do.

Self-absorbed … I know. I observe and I strongly prefer it to getting involved.

unless a healing is needed. but then it’s all spiritual after all.

When I get with people I love, I don’t have to lower my vibration, just harmonize. And it’s lovely.

Life is miraculous. What really strikes me is how people take it for granted. Dreamers stumbling around in their dreams.