Everyone meditates in their own way. Some people sit and practice formal mediation techniques for many hours a day while others spontaneously meditate while watching a sunset, listening to music, or participating in athletics.

You exist someplace else, and when you can contact yourself in that other place, when you can open up a kind of inter-dimensional phone line between yourself and our various selves, when you have become aware of that, that's when magic begins.

You may feel a sensation of floating. You may see colors, maybe no phenomena, it doesn't matter. You are absorbing power.

The causal dimensions, the planes of light, are happiness. They are all different and are all endless. They border the shores of nirvana, which is beyond discussion - a condition of perfection that cannot be expressed.

The universe is made up of vibrating, pulsing light. When our attention level drops, we don't see that. Instead we see what appears to be a solid material world.

It is only when we are by ourselves that we can know others. When we are with other human beings we are distracted. People try and dream us into their dreams.

Existence is the awareness of awareness.