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Recognition
The embodied, heavenly spirit will be recognized
When we embody the generative, loving spirit, people will recognize what we have become and they will want to join us. Just as everyone everywhere is drawn from the cold, dark night to sit before the warming fire, the human spirit will immediately recognize the validity of Heaven on Earth and will be irresistibly attracted.
The deepest human longing is to participate in a genuine embodiment of such actualized possibility. As we radiate the light of effective, joyous, loving community, our beacon will shine into the lives of all who come upon us. The brilliant light of love will serve as a guide to all who seek, and will enable them to find their way.
Teilhard de Chardin
There is an almost sensual longing for communion with others who have a larger vision. The immense
fulfillment of the friendships between those engaged in furthering the evolution of consciousness has a
quality almost impossible to describe . . .
The day will come when, after harnessing space, the winds, the tides and gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of love. And on that
day, for the second time in the history of the world, we shall have discovered fire.
Adam Smith
If to be beloved by our brethren be the great object of our ambition, the surest way of obtaining it is, by our conduct to show that we really love them.
Matthew 7:15-20
Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep's clothing,
while inwardly they are ravening wolves.
Ye shall know them by their fruits.
Do [we] gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?
Just so, every good tree bringeth forth fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.
A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit . . .
Wherefore, by their fruits ye shall know them
The Grateful Dead
Well the first days are the hardest days,
Don't you worry any more.
'Cause when life looks like easy street
There is danger at your door.
Think this through with me;
Let me know your mind.
Wo oh, what I want to know
Is, "Are you kind?"
It's a buck dancer's choice my friends,
Better take my advice.
You know all the rules by now
And the fire from the ice.
Will you come with me?
Won't you come with me?
Wo oh, what I want to know,
"Will you come with me?"
God damn, well I declare,
Have you seen the like?
Their walls are built of cannon balls;
Their motto is "Don't tread on me!"
Come hear Uncle John's Band,
Playing to the tide.
Come with me or go alone;
He's come to take his children home.
It's the same story the crow told me.
It's the only one you know.
Like the morning sun you come,
And like the wind you go.
Ain't no time to hate;
Barely time to wait.
Wo oh, what I want to know,
"Where does the time go?"
I got me a violin,
And I beg you call the tune.
Anybody's choice;
I can hear your voice.
Anybody's choice;
I can hear your voice.
Wo oh, what I want to know,
"How does the song go?"
Come hear Uncle John's Band,
By the river side.
Got some things to talk about,
Here beside the rising tide.
Come hear Uncle John's Band,
Playing to the tide.
Come on along or go alone;
He's come to take his children home.