Tsunami Beaches: a tale of love and loss, hope and despair, innocence and passion When you look at a beach and say "this is paradise" or when you look at garbage and say "this is trash" the wording itself has so habituated your mind that the emotion it creates comes between you and what you actually see. To experience the true reality of that beach or trash, you must thus observe beyond words or labels, your heart must touch it. To grasp reality you must disregard outer labels, and let your innermost innocent matter observe what is there, with true love and affection. Love cannot be based on words or labels. It cannot be chased. It must come alive fresh and without motive, with no yesterday or tomorrow. It is only the innocent silent matter of you who knows that love and passion is a whole, without labels or borders. Love is absolute and comes without words of Right or Wrong. Life cannot be experienced without dying. To meet life's true reality you must be ready to die every moment. So, when you read this book, let yourself die to emotions, names and forms, and all what you cling to and grasp for. That dying is a mental surrender to the law of impermanence, the fact that everything is subjected to changes. The yielding to this law will make you touch reality: it will purify you and give innocence back to you. Only the one who is innocent can be truly passionate.

The book is about strange events which took place some years ago. Tom gave me a vision and Carol took me to Scotland where I found an already dead little boy. Evil powers infested me and forced me to seek treatment in China, where pastlife figures took me deep into hell. I met Flora who maybe never was real and Walter who never seemed to understand. Professor M treated my disorder, JM applied Dragon Acupuncture on lethal unresolved conflicts, and Mai taught me Tai Chi. Sheila and Ken got a baby girl.

How can we survive when we are under constant attack? How can we survive when our home is destroyed and loved ones are dead? One answer is about total surrender to reality, to what is in our minds, inside our bodies, and outside in the immense word around us. A second answer is about letting you die, every day, to everything you ever wanted to have, or never wanted to lose. True meditation is about observing objects or thoughts as they are, without interference from your disturbing cognitive mind.