"As a child I thought if I could touch the sky I could touch the face of God. As a man I learned that all I had to do was touch my own heart"
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Beyond the drama and the turmoil, the ultimate wholesomeness of the universe awaits us, not as a gift but as a birthright; for indeed, it is what we are.  May we allow the river of our being to flow unfettered, to shatter the chains of dis-ease, the spaces within us where we have forgotten our true nature.

What greater act of worship is there then to express our common Divinity in human form?