Whether we are contemplating the breathtaking expanse of the universe or breathing in mindful contemplation of the universal expanse of self, these sublime paths into the depths of life were delivered to us by generations searching for their own place in the great adventure. They sent their precious discoveries, like so many lotus blossom lamps, floating down the currents of time. Now, in this singular moment, the collective light of humanity, the surviving currents of all ancestral rivers of wisdom are converging. They pour from our screens and through our fingers in a great gushing of wonders. You and I, and all our relations wade into that sacred flow, some thoughtfully with reverence, some carelessly with hunger, and we draw from it, watering our gardens with their hard won revelations, or pouring out the fertile alluvium in favor of shallower surface reflections...