I will begin by justifying that I have always been an endlessly curious being. I have gone down countless avenues on my quests to understand the mechanisms of the world, nature, society, health, biology, phycology, neurology, and the nature of existence and consciousness itself. Having a relatively balanced understanding of…

There is a certain kind of indescribable sweetness in sadness. Not the kind of sadness you become a victim of and mope around in feeling sorry for yourself. …

Awake. Alert. Alive. Energy moving. Life-Force flowing. Heart beaming. Thus is the feeling surging through every cell after a simple swim in ice cold water.

A collection of Poems on Emptiness, the substance of all life that is unimaginably full. — I recently found these in one of my old journals. ~ It is in stillness. It is in silence. It is in quiet. It is in life. It is in love. It is in heart. It is in peace. It is also in sadness. It is also in grief. It…

We were born of love, as love, created by the act of love merging. Maybe you remember what it felt like to rest in that state of unconditional love as a child. The sense of lightness, open-heartedness, freedom. The capacity to fall in love with anyone, anything, at anytime. …