I'm sure it would help. I was just thinking about all the people I've met online and how that led to meeting others and on and on exponentially. It's neat and amazing in many ways.
Knowing others as people helps enlighten, educate, and inform. It's all good!
I'm trhying to think of that book...Message from Down Under where the writer was taken on a trip across the outback and learned the ways of the old ones...aborigines. After many days of unexpected hiking, she realized she had been talking to them all along, mentally. She had expected to be honored at a banquet, but instead was honored by being initiated into the tribe of the oldest culture in the world. they were nude, without supplies of any kind, and simply expected their needs would be provided for when they needed it. And it was. One of the most profound testimonies I eveer read.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you? God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how? The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair; I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do To you and me; so take the lively air, And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. What falls away is always. And is near. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I learn by going where I have to go.
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We do seem headed that way, don't we??
that wouldn't be so bad, would it?
I'm sure it would help. I was just thinking about all the people I've met online and how that led to meeting others and on and on exponentially. It's neat and amazing in many ways.
Knowing others as people helps enlighten, educate, and inform. It's all good!
I'm trhying to think of that book...Message from Down Under where the writer was taken on a trip across the outback and learned the ways of the old ones...aborigines. After many days of unexpected hiking, she realized she had been talking to them all along, mentally. She had expected to be honored at a banquet, but instead was honored by being initiated into the tribe of the oldest culture in the world. they were nude, without supplies of any kind, and simply expected their needs would be provided for when they needed it. And it was. One of the most profound testimonies I eveer read.
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