Stood at the foot of the mountain, learning my sherpa’s language. I mustn’t assume, and should be willing… if I choose to follow. Paths pounded by these guides for thousands of years - my life depends on her now; now I’ve decided.   Ego has its collar; I fix my lead. Gusto, hubris and fire in check.   Side by side we walk.   Trust forms.

Eggo rolls around. In his egg. Fear, his translucent shell. "It's just me. Rolling around." Strange things permeate his crust. They frighten him. Never lets on mind. "Meaningless!" He exclaims. Even when he woke up, Jumping out of his bed, Bathed in terror, in a cold sweat, Panting... His whole life, His own thoughts! (Eggo didn't make it to the pond. Shellbound by certainty; He shrivelled up and died nearby)

Dreams are just the contents of the day! And mind is matter. So you say.   At which solid, inner theatre have you seen them play?   The stage? The writers? The director? The clay?!   It’s simple, lazy logic to say, Dreams are just...

It’s so hot in Kyoto; we can’t leave our house and explore much and the house isn’t even that cool...   One meets one’s, When one, Lowers ones.

I know, Even if he doesn't, That we are.

Tight and formal this dance we do. Full of good intentions; Me and you. Socialised in fear of being true. Full of good intentions; Me and...

A 79yr old man asked me this question last year. He's someone I respect a lot. In my opinion (and I've told him this!), he lives out his...

Symbols (dream images or unconscious contents) have been recognised from antiquity to the present day and they guide us more than we...

When something clicks while interpreting dreams, the dreamer feels a shift, the moment is pregnant with meaning and importance, awe is...

Pavlov’s Therapists in Gurdjieff’s Prison     “ If you wish to escape from prison, the first thing you must realise is that you are in...