“Right now we are only a few, but the path we are laying down is straight, clear, and unmistakable.”
My first metaphysical understanding came through my mother, who was part of a small Infinite Way group here in San Antonio. As a boy of nine or ten, I heard Joel Goldsmith’s voice filling our home — reel‑to‑reel tapes playing day after day, summer after summer. His words drifted through the rooms of our house and through the homes of the ladies who gathered to meditate and share.
Metaphysics became second nature to me. I even followed Joel’s footsteps into the Christian Science Church and studied Mary Baker Eddy’s Science and Health, the foundational metaphysical text of her movement.
And yet — as you will see — the road that brought each of us here does not matter. All roads converge in the same realization.