We see Father Christmas wave goodbye as we enter another new year. Disappointed as to what was not achieved last year we turn to the future and what might be. The truth is what might be is here and now, in this moment and Father Christmas has never left. It is a cycle we ride just assuredly as time bends in space we bend time to our personal space. The cycle is horizontal as we never touch the ground to our being.
Somewhere, somehow, we need a little vertical in our lives, to touch the good earth, the ground of our being and just listen, void of all concepts and get back to Continue reading 2016… A Leap Into