I think about the possibility of life after death a lot. Specifically, how I would react if I found myself birthed into another realm of exi

I was watching the news the other night and Chris Cuomo was doing his show from the basement of his home.

Might we all have the ability to be time machines? Maybe that helps to explain why those who we perceive to be dead can still communicate

All of this got me thinking if it was possible that this physical world in which we live is a placebo in a cosmic experiment.

I had an epiphany about five years ago looking in the mirror while shaving. The person I was looking at was not me, it was my father! It wa

The notion that being with a dying person can be a sacred experience will seem perplexing to many. In fact, a common perception is that the

What some have come to learn is that happiness should not be a pursuit. It’s something that comes from within based upon thought, inspiratio

We all originally came from a safe place, a place that has slowly been siphoned away.

In fact, we have a definite purpose, and we must consider the possibility that we are now broken by design.

Our actions here are not in preparation for bargaining with a judgmental deity nor should they be meant to make ourselves feel better.

There is also a more practical side to seeing between the dots as we navigate our lives in the physical world

So, after spending the last sixteen years immersed in the investigation of survival, learning extensively about the empirical and anecdotal

If we choose to regard the universe as being inherently intelligent and creative, then the dimensional barriers that cause the illusion of s

We are what we think we are and our boundaries are an illusion. If we dismiss the mindless rhetoric and replace it with independent thought

Some of us are raised as children in the belief that life is a wonderful adventure filled with an abundance and joy

Civilization creates boundaries to our consciousness. We were schooled in the principals of mainstream science.

Which made me think, what if we had the ability to once again become a blank slate, unaffected by all of the learned baggage and transformed