A Journey Through Belief,
Faith & Experience


Life, as it appears to many of us, is sorrow. We come into this world, we experience pain, we die. The cycle goes on with no end in sight and little in the way of reward for our troubles. Yet our troubles are just that… ours.

Our pain, our sorrow, are in us. They are part of us, and just as an infected limb can be cut off, so can our misery be removed. Each and every one of us can rid ourselves of this interminably pointless existence by waking up.

But how does one awaken if one does not know one is asleep?

That still small voice that speaks of a better place and a better time does not jest, it does not tease and it does not lie. It is said that truth is stranger than fiction, and it is, but only because truth is hidden from many eyes that seek it.

To awaken to truth is an awe-inspiring and humbling event. The world you perceive changes before your very eyes as the dark glass falls away. Old hates and jealousies become meaningless nonsense and compassion swells.

But be warned, impulsive and rash action in this heightened state can lead down a wrong path. Be patient, be wise. The vipers are still there and they can still deceive.

The small voice whispers its guidance. Listen, pay quiet attention, and you will know the next step to awakening.

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