The place, that place, the place where your mind is still. The bodies and minds around you are moving, talking, persuading. But your mind is still. There is a tendency for your mind to assume that every other mind knows better. But nobody knows better than you what is going on in your mind.

Listening, watching, thinking, all at the same time. You must be centred. You have no need to prove or justify yourself, though you think you have. Do not slip out of your place for long. Find it, find it, find it. You can only have one centre and that is inside you.

But to find that place takes love. An attitude of love towards your world inside and out. Reflected back and forth and strengthening with each mirrored moment. It can be worked towards but in the end you slip into it. There may be someone else there too. There may be Jesus, Buddha, the Other, the Higher being. You may listen to them but it is you who does the listening.

This place is bright, it is warm, and it shines and warms everything around you. It demands truth – gently told. It demands respect – in all directions. It is like a dance that comes from one place and stays there, ever moving, ever changing. But it is your place and you matter. You matter.