The journey through life is a series of experiences inevitable for every individual that enters physical reality.  It's not a very long trip and the route may have different curves, bends and bumps of pleasure and pain for each of us.  But it heads in only one direction.  The destination for all of us is the same.    The road is the flowing moment of experience.  The vehicle is thoughtful activity based on experience.  The steering mechanism is choice within the context of built-in guiding constraints.  The choice maker is the driver.  You, the driver, remains on the narrow road through appropriate thoughtful action.

As our journey of awakening unfolds, we slowly work our way out of a materialistic framework in which we were totally identified with our bodies and with the material plane of existence.  We begin to suspect that this materialistic model of how it is, is lacking in some profound essential ingredient.  We begin to sense we are not the forms, we are in essence the activity.

Our journey may move us towards simplicity, quietness, and a kind of joy that is not in time, not in physical form.  We begin to leave behind every model we have had of who we thought we were.  Our thinking mind slowly becomes our servant rather than a noisy distracting master.  We start to reconnect ourselves to all that of which we are part.  We begin to loose our sense of separateness.  We begin to understand the interdependent relationships that tie all things together into one total activity.

There is a little thin veil, like a trillionth of a second, that exists between us and the thing we're thinking of and between us and the things we're experiencing.  It's what separates our spiritual being from the dreamlike material illusion of changing forms.  Within that veil of the moment all is interconnected and integrated into one single whole.  The moment is constant, always there.  Without it, nothing would exist.  The moment is the container of activity, of changing material forms, of experience, of learning, of knowing.

This little thin veil separates what has happened and what will happen; it's a thin like membrane sandwiched between the past and the future.  That thin membrane is the forever moment; it is where our self awareness originates, where our intellect is imbedded, where our sense of continuity exist, where memory prevails, where our soul and spirit reside.  It is a thin movie like screen that projects a continuous flow of informative activity in changing material forms.

The instant we see or experience a material form, it ceases to exist; it's gone to be replaced by a new form that also instantly disappears back into nonexistence.  However, the thin veil of the moment is still there, always there retaining our experience, retaining our memory in an invisible nonmaterial form.  That thin veil is what projects the ethereal, the ephemeral, the changing, dreamlike solid material aspects of physical reality.

Thus, nothing we experience is it, is real.  Our minds remember things experienced which no longer exist.  In a trillionth of a second each event or form of physical reality experienced ceases to exist.  What remains within the thin membrane of the moment is our memory of the dreamlike flow of activity.  What we experienced is the teaching.  The thin veil of the moment is the school house.

When the teachings of physical reality become too painful and our despair becomes deep enough, we cry inwardly and outwardly, "I don't understand.  Get me out of this!  I surrender."  At that moment, when despair is genuine enough, the veil momentarily separates a bit.  At that moment, we experience intuitively the presence of another set of possibilities of who we are and what it's all about.  We experience short moments of sudden elation, buoyancy.