The clear bead at the center changes everything, There are no edges to my loving now, I've heard it said that there's a window that opens from one mind to another. But if there's no wall, there's no need for fitting the window or the latch.
Being alone — physically alone atop a mountain — reminds me of how seldom one is alone in the sort of urbanized life we live nowadays. As I sat, there was a certain peace which I was able to capture for a moment. This physical aloneness is by no means the same as loneliness — not even close kin to it; for I was not alone. On occasions when I am able to get to a mountain top, the realization of the nature of the "mountain-top experience" returns anew.
