Each morning I sit in front of a Yantra... a pictorial mantra.. a vision of something beautiful... a flower, my vision collages or, as it was this morning, a beautiful poster I bought back from Nepal ... a mandala of the Goddess, the Red  Tara...

As I teach my students, this is a great way to open your heart in the morning and for me, with my purpose in life being to open other's heart, my first task every day, is to fully open mine.... in fact, I have to get mine overflowing.

Today I looked into the eyes of the Mandala, the tikka at the brow of the Tara, and sat in stillness. AS always after a while my peripheral vision overtook my gaze and the poster started to merge with the wall behind it... this is normal, things flatten into a single dimension as higher levels of the mind start to kick in. 

Then, there was no picture, no me, nothing... all I could recognise was a white circle above the Tara's head.. I gently drew my focus back to the area between her brows, her third eye, but I couldn't hold the space, I drifted to that white circle.. 

When I finished and returned to a state of looking rather than seeing, I noted that within that white circle was an icon... and that icon had a special meaning ... the meaning was .......