Journaling from Jamestown, NY, USA

Here I am on the east coast of the USA, in western New York State, on Chautauqua Lake, near Lake Erie which has beaches like an ocean, with my mom and dad, helping them grow into old age. As human beings we are interdependent upon each other. We need each other to survive on earth. When we honor our interdependence in the right way, we honor each other and progress on our Path.

It is too hot here to think. Almost too hot to breathe. Humid. The air is like liquid. Haven't seen any fireflies yet. Maybe they are too heavy with moisture to fly. Maybe I haven't been in the right place at the right time.

I continue my journey into reality, and everything on earth teaches me that the purpose of life is to outgrow dependence upon physical places, people, and things as I continue to discover and unfold the Source of all power within me. Layer after layer falls away and gently, sometimes harshly, reveals the shining light beneath the pain. Each moment is joy when one is on a spiritual path because each moment is a moment closer to truth. 

My vision grows larger and seeing is so freeing, so healing, so to the bone revealing. As the angels always say, the spiritual path is not for the faint of heart. And sometimes I nearly faint with what the light reveals about human nature. And then the angels speak to me, remind me of my true reason for being here, to rise into the light of Understanding and not fall into the ignorance of human weakness. Today I shall once again go into the woods and meld with the great spirit, with the nature spirits, with the great trees and the bubbling stream. And tonight I shall listen to the spaces between the stars.

Have an enlightening inspiring day my dear and beloved companions on the Path. I am glad you are here.