It’s an interesting experience, waking up. Of course, we wake up every day. But I’m talking about really, truly waking up. Living in the world, not just existing in it. Seeing past the colors into the fiber of what creates being. Watching the world around you with awe and compassion.

Imagine this world as a box. A nice, neat little box that contains everything you know to be your life – your family and friends, your home, church, job, shops, government, laws, money, expectations, celebrity. When you wake up, you begin to see the edges and walls of the box around you. Trapped.

But if you concentrate and really focus you’ll begin to float, gently, higher and higher like a helium balloon slipping the grasp of a small child. And when you reach the top you’re surprised and yet sure of the fact that there is no lid on the box. It was all a fantastic creation of man. And you float even higher, past the confines of the box and all of its restrictions. You can look down on life as it continues to unfold beneath you, but you’re seeing from an entirely new perspective with new truths and understanding of oneness and connection, evolution and vibration. You can still exist in your world as you know it from inside the box, but you’re on a different plane. A clearer path. Freer.