[John Asherah]

Hold always your home world in reverence; for no matter the breadth of your exploring, there is only one.

Reaching, we extend our grasp;
Tested, we earn our rise;
Called, we answer and ascend.

They are trained, reflexive and predetermined.
Creative spontaneity is regarded as subversive.
They choose the wasteland in seeming safety.
They relinquish their precious value for approval.
They lose their own way, to follow lost others.

You are summoned to destiny.
From the victim's ashes, the hero emerges.
The old skin is shed, to a sleek arising.

How may we set upon the path seeking light, but that we first acknowledge our benighted, lost condition?

We are here to find what we most love and do it.

As a young and trusting child, do you recall leaping fearless and excited into a parent's waiting arms?

Risk attends every first time.
Do not be held hostage by opinion.

Here is found the death of fear.

How may come reward without struggle?

Through living is learned the art of improvisation.

To discourage free inquiry and open discourse is the prelude to tyranny of the mind.

Often is ingratitude mistaken for independence.

There can be no ascent without progress, no progress without change.