Over the Edge

Developing your psychic abilities can give you an edge in life, but it can also cause you to feel rather edgy. However, if you want to get your abilities working for you, there is only one way to make it happen - you must push yourself over the edge. You must overcome your fears and be willing to jump into the void, to allow yourself to expect - and love - the unexpected.

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Love with a Perfect Stranger

Life offers us countless opportunities for love that we have been too frightened to accept. How do you summon the courage to break your conditioned patterns and let yourself love with reckless abandon?
By Jean-Claude Gerard Koven

When I was 19, there was nothing about love I didn’t know. I was like a religious zealot infused by the Holy Spirit, prepared to battle any force standing in the path of my (hormonal) convictions. The equation was deceptively simple: Love is all there is – and I wanted as much of it as I could get.
 
Then the sixties rolled in on a wave of psychedelic flower power. Volkswagen minivans festooned with multicolored daisies symbolized our new-felt freedom from the tyranny of the “thou-shalt-not” bible thumpers. We made love, not war, eagerly taking advantage of every available opportunity to express our Bacchanalian credo. Those were heady times of excess permissiveness that left millions of us nursing a lingering hangover.
 
We staggered out of the seventies on uncertain legs. America had weathered an extended period of high inflation liberally spiced with low economic growth and intermittent energy shortages. We were humiliated by the Iran hostage crisis and in dire need of a radical makeover. To many of us, Ronald Reagan and the conservative values he championed seemed to be the perfect antidote.
 
Love – at least as my generation knew it – got swept aside by his landslide victory. By the time the charismatic ex-California governor took office, I was deeply ensconced in yuppiedom, living in a large home in Connecticut. Much of my hormonal currency had already been spent and love’s earlier driving imperative downshifted into a more subtle gear. I began feeling uneasy in my own skin. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. I felt like a robot programmed to live someone else’s life.
           
In my 44th year I finally reached my tipping point. I abruptly left my old life and hopped a plane to Australia where I discovered a rather unnerving fact: no matter how far or how fast I traveled, there I was. There was no way out of my conundrum except to allow myself to journey through it. At the time, I had no idea where to find the elusive grail that would finally lend direction to my rudderless existence.

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Talking About Time: Apocalypse, New Age, or Mayan Meltdown?

Does Anybody Really Know What Time it is?
Mankind has an instinct for perceiving all of time and history as meaningful.  We have long been occupied with organizing the flow of the past, the present and the future into some grand design; whether an endless, repeating cycle, or a straight line moving forward towards some ultimate destiny and fulfillment.  That’s why so many different peoples, in different cultures throughout history, have devised so many vast and astonishing religious cosmologies, and continue to do so today.  

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