There are only experiences.

"He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn't quite reach the honey." - A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh.

Silly, really …the things we think we want. So self-indulgent.

For many years I have worked on opening my mind. Always it seemed like such a worthwhile pursuit. To stir the deeper self, awaken the spirit, to progress, to gain clarity of vision …you know, to evolve. It's why we are here, isn't it?

But you know …now I am not so sure. Perhaps stagnation isn't really that bad. Doesn't the mundane also matter? After all, the everyday is really quite lovely …have coffee with friends, make meals, cash pay cheques, attend to the health, sleep, work, raise children, live. So simple and so effortless: this state of disregard.

Really, I can't think of one good reason why I need to see the unseen world? After all, reality can get along just fine without me. I'm nothing special. Let someone else find the treasure chest on the ocean floor.

Because…you see …when you open your mind, your mind also opens you …but not in the way that you might think. Not at all.

When the mind opens, you are emotionally distant …you have to be …and yet you are so profoundly affected. It's very strange. You are alone …comfortably vulnerable …but utterly alone. And that is the way it has always been. There are no words in other dimensions. There are only experiences. And, of course, there are no rules. Consequences, however, are almost immediate.

And, believe me, reality is a very different circumstance than we ever could have thought. There are things you just can't un-see. Strange things, horrible things …things that would freeze the soul. It's not easy, seeing the blunt efficiency of it all. Sometimes it's damn hard. I think now that it may have been easier to remain comfortably oblivious. Really, there is no shame in ignoring

I suspect, however, that soon many of us will begin seeing such things.

An open mind is like a deep pool that leads to a deeper pool that leads to the ocean. And then, the rain comes. And your heart has to be strong enough. The mind must be opened slowly - it's the way of all nature. Because when you see it, you must also understand it ….or all begins to quickly unravel. That's the way it works.

Can a life of spiritual inertia ever be fulfilling? Who knows …all I know is that once you start on this pathway there is no turning back. You can't stop the journey. And, trust me, even though the truths encountered along the way are brisk, dreadful and shocking, the rewards are also complete, deeply meaningful and undeniably sweet.