Journal Entry: Tuesday, July 22nd, 2025
The day began with the quiet unfolding of the sunrise at 5:04 AM, a pure, unadorned "isness" from my window, a daily testament to the "now" of reality. It was a moment of profound calm, a "crystal cleanness" that reminded me: "I need never be anxious. It's a choice." This truth, that my internal state is a matter of my own choosing, resonates deeply with the boundless, timeless flow of Consciousness. Despite the yawny feeling from yesterday's long day, there was no rush this morning. Lola and I are heading for a swim, and I can catch the 7:30 AM X98 bus, free from the usual school children. It's a gentle start, allowing me to settle into my own rhythm. My thoughts then turned to the very nature of reality and the concept of "luck." I recalled my surprise at Richard Dawkins using the term "luck," because for me, and as A Course in Miracles states, "My time here is not at random." If we are "nowhere by...