We have inherited a big house, a great “world house” in which we have to live together – black and white, Easterners and Westerners, Gentiles and Jews, Catholics and Protestants, Moslem and Hindu, a family unduly separated in ideas, culture, and interests who, because we can never again live without each other, must learn, somehow,…
At the gate of the gardenSome stand and look withinBut do not care to enter. Others step inside,Beholding the beauty But never penetrate far. Still others encircle this gardenInhaling the fragrance of the flowersHaving enjoyed their full beautyPass out again by the same gate. But there are always someWho enter, and when they behold,They remain…
Half the interest of a garden is the constant exercise of the imagination. You are always living three, or indeed six, months hence. I believe that people entirely devoid of imagination never can be really good gardeners. To be content with the present, and not striving about the future, is fatal. Alice Morse Earle https://www.ecosia.org/images/?q=garden%20images#id=E4BDC710D6EEC596095B7EC7F1DC774433FE3765
Hello, it’s the Sage in Sue Blythe speaking. I bring breathings of the Sages of the Ages about the story of life on Earth. We draw from the Wisdom Well of the human family, where we always seem to get just what we need when we need it. Through the millennia, we have expressed the…
Today begins a new year, a new decade. We’re no longer On the Road to 2020 and Beyond, we’re on the Road through 2020, sowing and growing a Culture of Peace. We begin with the Big Questions people have been asking for thousands of years. Who are we? What are we doing here? Where are…
by the Sage in Sue Blythe I arrive at the Garden of Unity on the Road to 2020 and Beyond. I walk purposefully to the booth under the live oak tree. The sign says, “You can’t understand someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.”I look through all the shoes and choose the pair…
Once upon a time to come, in the year 2050 . . . Willow said to her great-grandmother, “Amma Sage, tell us a Flash!Back.” Sage smiled through and through, always pleased to tell stories of the early days, especially to the youngest ones. She patted the couch cushions on either side of her. Eight-year-old Willow…
“What happened when you got to the Campground?” Willow asked during dinner. “That can wait until next time,” Sage replied. “Right now, we’re here with your Mom and Dad. Let’s ask them what they remember. “What are you remembering?” asked Joe. “The first Gardens of Global Unity,” answered Reed. “In 2019,” added Willow. “When we…
We are one human family and one Earth community with a common destiny. Earth Charter –