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| 8:05:52AM, October 14, 2020 |
Imagine being drawn by the invitation of Truth into the composing of beauty in nature. It’s an open doorway any moment to play with and into recognition from the inner eye that joys as the form comes into focus, into being, the liminal reality that evinces invisible lines of universal connection, that lifts off the physical plane into the radiance of pure light. This participation in the Divine nurtures the soul; without this devotion, without dedicating creative belief and love, the inner spirit languishes.This ever-present Eternity awaits even when veiled by impurities ashen over the heart.
About the time of my conception, three-quarters of a century ago, Aldous Huxley called it
“… the one divine Reality substantial to the material world of things and lives and minds. But the nature of this one Reality is such that it cannot be directly and immediately apprehended except by those who have chosen to fulfil certain conditions, making themselves loving, pure in heart, and poor in spirit” (The Perennial Philosophy, p. viii).
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