When we turn our gaze to the inside, it becomes difficult to locate this familiar sense of self. To overcome that fear we need to feel special in some way.

Time and the timeless dimension co-exist here, now in this very moment that we're living, this very moment that we're speaking.

Time, for example, is intimately connected with the goddess Kali, which partly accounts for her destructive nature. Energy - in Einstein's equation, E=MC2 - is personified in India as Shakti in her various guises.

We live in an age of knowledge, with the great god Google, that we can refer to at any time on any subject.

When we fall utterly, something gathers us up. But our falling must be without reservation, without expectation, without hope, though not hopeless. You cant plan that kind of falling. When you abandon yourself utterly to life, the river will flow, and the log jam will free. Impossible is another word for grace. Who wouldve thought it, life takes another turn, and you are gathered up into a whole different way of seeing and being.

Each of us is already special in the sense that nobody has the unique pattern of potentialities that anyone else has.

When the heart opens, we forget ourselves and the world pours in.