Dear :T:, >> I then find my focus (not easy to describe) in an experince of no images and almost a sense of timelessness and disconnectedness.. like not having any roadmaps.. but knowing there are no roads here and intead, identity or intendness.. beingness-like w/o questioning it.. again.. difficult to explain. Its almost like resting on one spot w/o space and almost w/o a sense of space and a sense that there is no time.. its almost a color (i try to perscieve it as SOME -- THING, and cannot.. there is no THING 'vocabulary' in this 'focus'.. instead, there is a sense of being/intending being at that non-spot. << Might I suggest a phrase that I made up (at least I don't know anyone who uses it) to describe this "state": suspended in Infiniteness. Doesn't do it justice, but makes it easier for my note taking ;) All Will Go Well, --Alan