Martin that site has touched me thank you this in particular resonates so much
THE DOG
“When I climb I am followed by a dog called ‘ego.’ ”
— Nietzsche

Once when I was traveling in northern India, I climbed a mountain in dream. Jesus was beside me. It was dawn. In complete silence, we hiked toward shining peaks. His Presence was, and remains, like a thousand burning suns inside my heart. To our left was a great valley and, although it was about a mile away, it was as if we were standing right amidst its beauty. Thirsty trees drank from a mountain creek. On the knoll just in front of us, a joyful man tumbled in a field of wildflowers. He was surrounded by a dozen gleeful kids. I turned to Jesus. He smiled with such radiance.

“Oh, that’s my brother Buddha; he just loves tumbling with the children.” We continued our climb side-by-side.

The shimmering peaks pulled my being upward into the sky.

I woke up naked, lying on the concrete floor of the small room I was staying in. Sweat glistened on my skin. Soft light filled the room, and everything around and in me was blessed. I was peaceful, happy.

The awareness that I was given the night I climbed without the dog sustains me when my mind turns to darkness and I can no longer see the shining peaks of Truth. I am grateful for glimpses of Perfection, and I have come to realize that the state does not stay with me permanently because I try to control my life and because I am attached to outcomes. More than that, a nasty little part of me actually still thinks it knows who and what is best for me. During times like that… I let my dog pull me around on its leash.

The BCB's are great.