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Six of Wands: Realization Stevee Postman & Eric Ganther
"WOW, I get it now. I see how it all fits together.
I see the whole beautiful picture."
Principle and Perception Walter Starcke
It Is Safe to Let Go Christian de la Huerta
Determined Queers Tucker Lieberman
Imagine Alan Schoenfeld
Seeking a Bald Redhead Charles M. Bidwell
Decide to Develop Your Potential for God Michael Goddart
Let Us Pray for Our Enemies Clayton Gibson-Faith
Seeing with Different Eyes Toby Johnson
Poetry: Desire's Dance L. A. Marlowe
A gust of wind blows and a ripe guava falls from a branch
Hitting the earth below with a soft thud,
Exposing the fertile pink interior,
Reseeding itself where it comes to rest.The ocean's wave, foamy and thin,
Glides smoothly, tickling the sand
While numerous tiny crabs, exposed momentarily, scurry to their holes
Then reappear, tentative.The current of the great sea sways,
Shifting directions along the coral reef
And a ribbon of a thousand colorful fish in chorus
Join the kinetic dance.The evolving mists of H2O, this time fluffy and swollen in the sky,
Gathering momentum in order to return to the sea in the form of raindrops,
Reflects the light of the sleepy sun.
An orchestra of tangerine, topaz, rouge and resounding violet
Flare and echo across open distances where birds soar.It was never my intention to cause these reactions to occur,
Only my will to witness beauty in simplicity,
And reassurance in life's joyous perpetual rhythms.
But somehow I feel responsible for making it so,
Simply by wishing it into existence.
We Create Our Own Realities John L. Payne
Poetry: Revealing Men Brendan Tapley
Bearing Witness Michael J. Cohen, LCSW
The Gay Movement's Intention Edward Hale
Art: Vaughn Frick
Fiction: Dream Lover Martin K. Smith
Pull Back the Curtain Chris Roby
Bodhisattva Watch: The Great Dance
from Perelandra by C.S. Lewis
All that is made seems planless to the darkened mind, because there are more plans than it looked for. In these seas there are islands where the hairs of the turf are so fine and so closely woven together that unless a man looked long at them he would see neither hairs nor weaving at all, but only the same and the flat. So with the Great Dance. Set your eyes on one movement and it will lead you through all patterns and it will seem to you the master movement. But the Seeming will be true. Let no mouth open to gainsay it. There seems no plan because it is all plan: there seems no centre because it is all centre. Blessed be He!
Joseph Campbell: Life as a Pattern
It's a magnificent idea - an idea that appears in India in the mythic image of the Net of Indra, which is a net of gems, where at every crossing of one thread over another there is a gem reflecting all the other reflective gems. Everything arises in mutual relation to everything else, so you can't blame anybody for anything. It is even as though there were a single intention behind it all, which always makes some kind of sense, though none of us knows what the sense might be, or has lived the life that he quite intended.
The Visionary Company of Love Jeffery Beam
Love Overwhelming My Being David Fitzpatrick
Outspirit James E. Nicholson
The Third Testament by the Brothers Zinzendorf Steven LaVigne
Beloved Testament by E.J. DiStefano Steven LaVigne
Signals by Joel Rothschild Ron Suresha
Red Heifer by Luther Butler Steven LaVigne
Mortal Love by Franklin Abbott Kevin Bothwell
Letters to the Editor: September 11, 2001
R.I.P. George Harrison Toby Johnson
Toby Johnson writes: Just before this issue of White Crane was to go to press, the passing of George Harrison was announced. Harrison played an important role in my spiritual life, as perhaps in the spiritual lives of many of White Crane readers. Here's a brief excerpt from my book The Myth of the Great Secret.
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