It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
Prayer is not a solo art form: for, we never pray alone; all prayers offered to the Beloved by whatever Name, whatever form, Meet in the Holy Tabernacle on high, lifting the hearts, needs, and hopes of myriad souls. . . . United in prayer and purpose, individuals from every nation sowing sacred seeds of peace, truth and love, Create the power to usher in the New Dawn. Let us move inexorably onward toward the divinization of planet Earth.