The next 90 days.

The channel is clear. Let's see what emerges.

This past weekend I was at a retreat.
I received a deeper level of healing than I have in years.
The type of healing that splices time. Before and after.

The type of healing that creates a clarity so profound my eyes have changed.

The type of healing that reminded me of Truth.
Miracles are here.
Life happens through us.

I’ve noticed that the deepest healing is often preceded by a new wave of emotional suffering. It gets kicked up so that it can be surfaced and integrated.

It’s benevolent, really.
That’s often clear in hindsight,
although I intend to recognize it more and more at the time.

Ever since writing Notes on Awakening, I wasn’t sure how much was left to be integrated. Of course, that’s just the ego wanting to be “done.”

“Alright, are we good now?”

And it’s not that I fully believed in the illusion of “done.”
The only destination is a dynamic, relational process.

It’s more that I wasn’t sure where the rest of my stuff was.
But I knew life would show me when it was time. And it did.

In fact, it had been trying.
You know that concept of how the whispers become shouts?

This month showed me precisely where it was.
And it surfaced precisely when it needed to, before this retreat.

Before three days of focused healing.

In those three days, I realized I had become complacent in my connection with Source. I had taken it for granted. I realized that I stopped prioritizing it like I used to. I fell out of practice. My awareness atrophied a bit, as all things do when they are not consistently exercised.

Some of my conditioning took back over, as I became preoccupied with the surface of life and its messengers. In moments, I forgot what I Knew.

And in realizing we’ve forgotten, we are invited to remember.

Source is always there, waiting to welcome us.
And this weekend, it welcomed me with open arms.

There is limitless love in the space that surrounds us.

In a particularly deep meditation, I heard clearly:
“Nothing is better than this. Nothing will give you this.”

It was a reminder. Nothing externally—no accomplishment, relationship, condition or circumstance—can touch what I have access to within me in the present moment.

It was a reminder of what I had forgotten by turning outward.
It was a reminder I could only access by turning inward.

I’ve breached a new level of experience.
And it requires nurturing.

So here’s what I will do.

I will meditate for one hour a day.
Afterward, I will write what comes through.
And I will share it here.

This is similar to how my book was written.

But this time, I’m writing it in public.

Passage by passage.

I’m committing to this for 90 days.

I’m becoming immune to fear.
The channel is clear.

Let’s see what emerges.