Book Synopsis
We move through our lives like a leaf floating on a river, discovering the eddies, the rapids and tranquil pools. A stone falls into the flow and is made smooth by the grinding. As sap rises and falls in the depths of a tree, so our spirit moves in our bodies taking us to places both near and far. We are not humans having spiritual experiences but rather spirits having a human experience. It is in this manner of rising, falling and polished by adversity that our rough edges are ground away and our spiritual core revealed. This is an allegorical short story tracking the emergence of genuine self-awareness of an any-man discovering that beneath the fabricated lies the real.