While there, sit with each paragraph below for a moment or two . . .
Unlimited.
Absolute tranquility.
Listening for silent whispers.
slower now . . .
The absence of any concerns.
Subtle forgiveness.
Confidentiality.
Drifting – towards a unique personal harvest.
Lost. Completely lost, in luxurious contentment.
An ‘inner secret’ about things which have never been born.
Go back to the paragraph that fits you best. Remain there – until its mysteries begin to open up to you.
The Infinite 