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  • Sometimes I forget. Everything happens for a reason. Everything is right on time. There are no coincidences. Life is tied together on another level that we usually don’t have the privilege of seeing – kind of like electricity, it just is, and we trust that it works, if we do certain things to avail ourselves of that energy. If we can manage to stay out of the way and let it work, we might not get shocked when it does. We can accept it for what it is.

    These retreats are usually pretty good at helping me to get out of the way of the universal process, and just let it work. You come up here with all kinds of ideas, then you get here, and find yourself getting lost in the crowd of people in this big old house, and getting lost in the fabulous nature that is all around, getting lost in the meditations in the basement, in the meetings on many different topics, in the unbelievable food that is offered by a wonderful staff who are here, simply, to serve and make it a memorable experience.

    The getting lost seems to be a necessary requirement, prerequisite if you will, to this energy which pervades the place finding your soul and injecting your spirit with a greater view of reality, a finer sense of how we are all connected, and are all here for a reason – a very good reason.

    We are all right where we are supposed to be, on our individual yet undivided journeys. It’s all right here, and right now, and it is all happening, right before your eyes.

    Can you see it? Can you feel it? Can you sense it?

    Just close your eyes, and breathe. Let it come – then let it go.

    It’s all here, as are you.
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