Returning to land always abruptly dropped me out of my center and into life's tumult. Over the years, I studied with many teachers and explored many practices seeking a method to stablize that embodied nondual experience When I began my sailing adventures, I’d practiced yoga and transcendental meditation for nearly a decade but I’d never experienced anything similar to my at-sea awakening. Back on land, I embraced embodied archetype exploration with Jean Houston and Robert EL Masters, and began to explore immersive nonduality, including Bhakti perspectives like “love unites us all.” I read Osho, joined a chanting group and then a heart circle, volunteered to serve meals to the homeless. But I found that I needed to give up my individuality to the other (guru, god, partner), and merge with the quality (ground) of love in order to experience nonduality. Vipassana wanted me to expand from my body to feel the spaciousness; Advaita Vedanta wanted me to know my aliveness only as an illusion. So there always remained a part of me separate from the collective. No matter how much I tried to let go of my unhealthy patterns of relationship, my individuality would assert itself. Giving myself up to anything or anyone, letting go of the essence of me, my joy in being alive, was not a viable path for me to sustain. So inhabiting my body, not as an always changing illusion or merged love, but instead as the space inside it, seemed to be the key. I explored a variety of embodiment modalities, including ecstatic dance, and Kashmiri Shaivism, but they all seemed to focus on becoming the movement, following the flow so that it moves unobstructed. I added Reginald Ray’s meditations to my yoga practice. I danced 5 Rhythms and Continuum, explored the neo-tantra of Source and Sky Dancing, and studied Daniel Odier and the Radiance Sutras. The Tantra exploration was meaningful, but just like all the other “embodiment” modalities, it aligned me with the movement, albeit the most subtle dimension of the movement of unobstructed pleasure (Lalita). Aligning with the movement was the struggle that I’d needed to transcend on the boat. I had inhabited my body in a such a way that I felt I was the center of all-pervasive unchanging space while life flowed through me in all directions. At sea, I felt unified with a stillness that pervaded me and everything around me. This still space was unbroken by the cacophony of movement. I was seeking an inclusive experience more subtle than movement, an immanent steady stillness, never moving. And then I found Judith Blackstone’s Realization Process in 2011. The deceptively simple practices quickly revealed that by inhabiting the whole interior space of my body in a slightly different way than I was used to, I could uncover a tangible experience of my own being as an unchanging spacious “ground” that pervaded and unified everything. My long-sought experience from ocean crossings was revealed to be me: I had found a method that pointed me to an unbroken dimension of myself, one that located me in the center of my body-being plus pervaded and unified my body and all of my environment.