An Afternoon Chat

Suddenly, as I quieted myself in a Vision on a stony hilltop, I heard the flapping of giant wings... not feathery, but leathery. I panicked, thinking demons... but it was my friend Gar, the Spirit's Gargoyle who visits once in a while.

After I calmed down, he worked with me on attaining an absolute feel for being in the Present... I'm getting better but have much work to do. To not think of past or future, to not think of anyone, anything, beyond myself, to not think of current events, weather, feelings, physical/mental/psychological imbalances...

wow... the more I try to attain perfect Presence, the more I find distractions... It is very frustrating.