Early Morning Reflections, Friday 25th July

The day began around 6 AM with nature's own podcast, offering its unique sounds: the gentle hum of the bumblebee, the quiet crackle of coffee brewing, and the distinct signals of the pigeons. Even Bart, our lodger, added to the soundscape with his characteristic stomping above.

News of Bart finding proper new digs brought a sense of relief, meaning I won't have to sleep on the floor downstairs anymore – a simple relief, without fanfare. Bart departed before 6 AM, and soon after, Adrian's alarm next door signaled his usual awakening, another familiar sound in the morning's rhythm.

I've been truly enjoying how Wetherby is unfolding, fostering a profound sense that I definitely do belong. This feeling connects to my core sense of being a witness without judgment, simply observing reality as it is. I've found that claiming a certain stillness prior to the day's fumes is essential for a long life and to avoid aging into senility. Anxiety, in contrast, feels like it's constantly biting edges off my existence.

Reflecting on my own being, I thought about how I began life as a cell and have grown to be so many sided, like the universe in microcosm. This brought to mind the "single point of nearly zero" and "the error in terms of ACIM," questioning why we ever left "eden"—that singular oneness of being without space and time.

This led to a deeper contemplation of the universe itself: a paradox that is both a beautiful and perverse illusion. It's simultaneously beautiful and ugly, profound yet idiotic, emerging and decaying, embracing and distancing, inner and outer, and can both stand tall and cower in a corner. All of this, I realized, is simply the mask, while the true reality before it was oneness; it was all.

We then explored a symbol for the Unity Theory: a perfect circle representing the oneness, with a profound darkness at its center symbolizing the ego. From this darkness, a vibrant, blending rainbow of myriad things emerges and radiates outwards, filling the circle – this rainbow being the "mask" or the expressions of consciousness. I noted that the tiny minute white at the very center of the darkness perfectly represents the Dao – minute, yet everything.

Beyond these reflections, there are also plans for the El Camino to look forward to, beginning once more on September 1st, involving a flight to Perpignan and a journey over the Pyrenees, possibly via Andorra and Llivia. And Paul, too, has gone off to The Wetherby Whaler.