[[Christmas has become a symbol of love and light. Around this time, a new cycle of the life-giving Sun begins. May the light of love shine brightly within you. Love & Blessings,]] If our experience is a collage of constantly changing thoughts, images, feelings, sensations and perceptions, why do we always feel we are having just one experience? What is it that gives experience its seamless, indivisible singularity? What is that one thing? All that is ever known is the knowing of experience, and it is knowing that knows this knowing. There is just knowing knowing only knowing, and there is nothing in this knowing other than this knowing which it could be divided into a multiplicity and diversity of objects and selves. In other words, there is only consciousness and its own activity. [[Rupert Spira]]