The man sitting here, smiling, is doing so because he sees the light at the end of the tunnel, which is none other than this light which is an illumination of this perfect now.
I bow to the television which is part of the big mind and turn it on for about five seconds in order to get ideas which I then interpret and it is divining television much like the I Ching so I call it channeling the TV and the ideas just keep coming.
I used to think I was a miner looking for something golden in my head. I was trapped. Later, I was rescued by myself with some help. I breathe freely now.
This little room is in a house in a quiet suburb of a large city and I know there are many, many little rooms which are like this and unlike this all over. It has yellow walls.
My morning is most people's night and almost everyone around here is asleep as I do my morning work and the dark is quiet and still except for those little noises of things bumping around in my peacefully awakened house.