I've not sat down intentionally to write the book, rather the lines, as it were, came to me, sometimes beginning with a feeling, a word or phrase or some point of teaching. This happened whilst walking in the park, sitting on a train, on awakening from sleep etc; many were written at Brockwood Park, a retreat centre in Hampshire. The writings are pointers to our essence, that which is beyond all appearance, knowing ourselves in silence, free of all representation.