There is a hot and constant molting process that each of us lives as we shed what has formed to become what is forming.  If we could see this energy transformation it might look like a trail of light.  Each of us a comet with a long trail of experiential skin blazing off of us as we tear into our next reality.

Meditation is a moment of standing between the formed and the formless and finding unnamed awareness.  When there is an imbalance in that stance, meditation appears boring.  I think we have all experienced this.  One antidote to this imbalance (which appears as boredom) is the practice of karma yoga.

In the action of service we weave invisible threads that blend us with the whole.  We engage willingly in the field of vibrational congruencies that extend just beyond our awareness.  We don’t know what these congruencies are, but we blend and blend and soon we find our stance.  In that delicate awareness – that zone between the already formed and the yet unformed – we are like wind and wave.  We extend beyond our skin.  Here, we tend the inner garden and find that the science of happiness has nothing to do with conditions.  Its laboratory sits fully in the space where nothing is.  As we come into greater harmony with the field of vibrational congruencies – even though we are not consciously aware of them – we find peace.