7:00 am sunrise at Surfriders beach in Malibu

When we live from this level of trust, out of seemingly nothing something begins to emerge, an ever-deepening self-trust.  At its edge we discover there is no “final scene” in the ongoing adventure of awakening to our true nature.  We then hear the song of our soul and sing its melody in sync with the music of the spheres, fully trusting that every note is in perfect pitch.   …Michael Bernard Beckwith

When we live from this level of trust, out of seemingly nothing something begins to emerge, an ever-deepening self-trust.  At its edge we discover there is no “final scene” in the ongoing adventure of awakening to our true nature.  We then hear the song of our soul and sing its melody in sync with the music of the spheres, fully trusting that every note is in perfect pitch.   …Michael Bernard Beckwith