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“As the annual parade was going by, I would lean into Mom and say, “Someday I want to be in a parade.” And Mom would lean over, point at the parade going by and ask, “What would you want to do if you were in the parade?” “I don’t know,” I would excitedly reply. “I just want to be in a parade!” And it wasn’t until I was far into adulthood that I realized that I simply wanted to be part of a mass of people galvanized by a commitment to create a moment of light and joy for a hurting humanity. Therefore, wherever it might be, we need to remember that there is an empty parade route lined with hurting people who are begging us to join a parade.”

“We are indeed children of Light. What an endless mart goes on in the Light. In the Light is our sleeping and waking, the play of our life and death. Beneath one great canopy, in the ray of one great sun, slowly, very slowly, burn the unnumbered lamps of life. In the midst of this unending Light I lose myself; amidst this intolerable radiance I wander like one blind. We are indeed children of Light. Why then do we fear when we see the Light? Come, let us look all around and see, here no man hath cause for any fear. In this boundless ocean of Light, if a tiny lamp goes out, let it go; who can say that it will not burn again?”

“It was a short walk from the bridge to the waterfall, and I heard it long before I actually saw it, a loud, roaring sound that reverberated like rolling thunder. We passed under an outcropping of rock, and then there it was on the other side. Quixotic Falls. It took my breath away. The waterfall was so tall, I had to crane my neck to see the top of it. Shimmers of a rainbow reflected in the mist and sunlight, and the air was cool and damp. It felt good in the humidity of the afternoon. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the mist that clung to my skin, coagulating into droplets. We walked along the underside of it, and the sunlight hit the falling water like it was glimmers of glass. The tunnel between the rock face and the waterfall was smooth and rounded from thousands of years of erosion. Vines crawled across the rocks--- morning glories and four o'clocks and honeysuckles. The waterfall poured down into a small watering hole that then slowly wormed its way into a larger river down the mountain. I knew this place would feel whimsical. Surrounding the swimming hole, the bright pink heather and stark white yarrow mixed with coneflowers and black-eyed Susans.”

“Light brings greater knowledge. Knowledge brings greater understanding. And twelve people discussing something rationally and reasonably, questioning each other, trying to get it right, guarantees greater knowledge and greater understanding... Some say that last Thursday was a sad day for American democracy, but I felt as I did when Watergate came to light, and Nixon resigned. For me it was the act that was sad, that one person was that corrupt and those around him that corruptible. For me, that it came to light and led to consequences is the triumph.”