Our feet never leave the ground until it is time to
leave.  Even after that, it may be a new
path, or not.  In any case, I offer you
words along the Way.  The human wandering
through spirit’s foggy forest; the dreamland whispering back through the trees.  And me with the quick fingers that didn’t mesh
with the piano, takes dictation from whatever speaks and sends it out to whatever
reads.

Metaphysics, cosmic psycho-biological influences on human
behavior (aka astrology), symbolism (tarot), philosophy, addictive ramblings,
prayers, meditations, and as many things as possible that just stump the brain–tastes
of what you may find here.

Spirit works.  There
is clearly more here than the sum of the facts, and even the facts are starting
to act swarmy (love that quantum physics). 
More fun is that Spirit plays.  We’re
in a cheering stadium with a galactic audience screaming in a frenzy at our
play: human to spirit, spirit to human with fouls, scores and out of bound saves.

Let’s play along the path.