I know because I have experienced moments of that profoundness when my heart has opened for an instant. But how hard it is for me to keep it so. An open heart is what allows us to experience the present and, fearlessly, to let the future emerge through us. It is the essence of a perfect way of being. And in that state the Earth is as beautiful a place as it was when we were children; there is no society, for example, only a other beautiful human beings, there is no nature only beautiful creatures and plants, The Tube is filled not with “customers” or even “passengers” but the souls of fellow travellers.
Every now and then I meet smoeone who’s heart is open. The thing that captivated me about you, Jerry, when we met the other evening, was your sense of wonder. It remids me to live in the present and not to harden my heart.

How profoundly exciting your writing is; as exciting as your enchantment with the space we shared the other day.

Only yesterday I took the the tube through Oxford street on the Bakerloo line where currently the spaces where posters emblazon messages are currently blank. It was a revelation. I turned to two well dressed old ladies to point out what a world without advertising might look like. The energy between us was like discovering the beauty of a new bud in spring.

To the tube, a profound place to travel with your heart open.

Jerry