 
Spring Reflections
Golden sun radiates soft light from a clear blue sky. The ground is clothed in a blanket of pure white snow that unites path and woodland. Behind bushes, a small delicate pagoda - its roof covered in a thick blanket of snow - protects wooden seats beneath. Then from inside the pagoda, a hypodermic needle is thrown over the bush, staining the pure, unsullied snow blood red.
Your Calling Is Inside
We live in a harsh, cruel world – a world of war, famine, poverty, environmental degradation, drug addiction and abuse of every kind. At a personal level our jobs are becoming ever more demanding, putting our marriages under pressure, and we are fearful of the future society we are creating for our children.
In our unease we turn to advertised products, entertainment, self-help books, and gurus of every kind to fill the void and give direction and hope to our fractured lives - but it isn't working.
The call is inside.
The world is suffering because people are not listening to their calling. What is this calling? It is the call to love and to care and it comes from the heart. It is inside every one of us and it is inside you.
Envoi
Throughout the ages, down through the aeons of time,
Across the mists of space, the call has sounded.
The call speaks.
It speaks to the trees. It speaks to the stars.
It speaks to the clouds.
It speaks to the animals and it speaks to us.
For man is unique in nature's kingdom.
The call speaks to us personally
In the quiet whisperings of our heart.
The call is inside.
It is as precious as sunlight, as soft as a bird's feather,
And as loving as your mother's first kiss.
Please wake-up. Wake up to your true inheritance.
Wake up to your bountiful inner gift.

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