. . . Bears No Resentment
You Long For the Light
You pray earnestly for your problems to be removed; you long for the light and for wonderful spiritual ecstasy. But can you not see that it is only through the discipline of these outer things that your eyes are opened and your sensitivity to heavenly truth increased? You cannot taste and see until you have passed through this process of discipline. Therefore thank God for the trials and heartaches, which are disciplining your soul until it becomes able to comprehend and absorb the beauty of the heavenly life.
The Quiet Mind – Sayings of White Eagle
Christ Consciousness and Humanity
Let us unite in your reality as we are already united in mine. I have told you to identify with me, but it is even easier than that. Just stop identifying with your own self-images and you will find that what is left is already identified with me, because it is me.
Do not judge yourselves too harshly in the shadow of your birth, but come, sup with me first at the table of life. Find out who is here to judge. I am the relationship between Spirit and Matter, between all that is temporal and all that is eternal. I am the pattern that matter conforms to when it comes in contact with being. Flow now into harmony. Adjust your identity patterns to coincide with the archetypal mold that I have prepared specifically for you. It is waiting in my conceptions. If you have faith in me, my design will blow away your limitations like a child wishing upon a dandelion.
From Chapter 12 Read more . . . The Starseed Transmissions, Ken Carey
Field of Play
Tanglewood is the summer home of the Boston Symphony.
A quintessential end of summer field of play would be Lenox, MA and surrounds including Tanglewood.
Stockbridge, the home of Norman Rockwell and his museum, is a delight! Daniel Chester French, the sculptor of Abraham Lincoln for the Memorial, house and grounds and studio are a slice of Americana worth wallowing in. And then there are the Bullard Woods. If you want to take it over the top stay at the Wheatleigh!
The American Presidency
The Long Shadow of Lincoln: A Litany
Carl Sandburg, The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 1970)
(We can succeed only by concert. . . . The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new so we must think anew and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves. . . . December 1, 1862. The President’s Message to Congress.)
Be sad, be kind, be cool,
remembering, under God, a dreamdust
hallowed in the ruts and gullies,
solemn bones under the smooth blue sea,
faces warblown in a falling rain.