The Physical World, Including Our Bodies, Is

The Inner Self Of Every Human Waits Patiently Until We Are Ready To Discover It; Then It Extends An Invitation To Enter The Luminous Mystery Of Existence In Which All Things Are Created, Nurtured, And Renewed. In The Presence Of This Mystery, We Not Only Heal Ourselves, We Heal The World.

Since Consciousness Is The Basis Of All Reality, Any Shift In Consciousness Changes Every Aspect Of Our Reality. Reality Is Created By Consciousness Differentiating Into Cognition, Moods, Emotions, Perceptions, Behavior, Speech, Social Interactions, Environment, Interaction With The Forces Of Nature, And Biology. As Consciousness Evolves, These Different Aspects Of Consciousness Also Change.

Whatever It Is That Occurs At Death, I Believe It Deserves To Be Called A Miracle. The Miracle, Ironically, Is That We Don't Die. The Cessation Of The Body Is An Illusion, And Like A Magician Sweeping Aside A Curtain, The Soul Reveals What Lies Beyond.

The Higher Self Is Whispering To You Softly In The Silence Between Your Thoughts.

Delight Comes Only When Our Soul Dances And Plays With Another.