A few days ago I posted, "I consciously began to “jar” myself out of my "paradise stupor.” - that was really dumb.

I've worked hard at cultivating that "stupor." It's called "bliss." I've changed my mind about, "Feeling the pain" and "Harnessing my fear and being a hero" (with PTSD). I don't think they're very good ideas and I'm not going to choose them anymore.

I seem to recall Ilya Prigogine: "Small islands of coherence on the periphery of a sea in chaos, can cause the entire system to jump and repattern at a higher order." To me, we're emerging onto the evolutionary frontier of planetary consciousness.

What do YOU see as the journey we are on?

My "behind the garage" altar.