The greatest revolution in our generation is the discovery that human beings, by changing the innerattitudes of their minds, can change the outer aspects of their lives.
- William James
Looking into the eyes
seeing beyond one's mental projections,
judgements and fears,
a presence is recognised that doesn't belong
to education, or race or gender.
It cannot be described.
It cannot be defined.
as our own Supreme Self,
we cannot fail
to recognise It in all.
New Atoms Doing the Same Dance I stand at the seashore, alone, and start to think. There are therushing waves ... mountains of molecules, each stupidly minding its ownbusiness ... trillions apart ... yet forming white surf in unison.Ages on ages ... before any eyes could see ... year after year ...thunderously pounding the shore as now. For whom, for what?... on a dead planet, with no life to entertain.Never at rest ... tortured by energy ... wastedprodigiously by the sun ... poured into space. A mite makes the sea roar.Deep in the sea, all molecules repeat the patterns of one another tillcomplex new ones are formed.They make others like themselves ... and a new dance starts. Growing in size and complexity ... living things, masses of atoms, DNA,protein ... dancing a pattern ever more intricate. Out of the cradleonto the dry land ... here it is standing ... atoms withconsciousness ... matter with curiosity. Stands at the sea ...wonders at wondering ... I ... a universe of atoms ...an atom in the universe.The same thrill, the same awe and mystery, come again and again when welook at any problem deeply enough. With more knowledge comes deeper,more wonderful mystery, luring one on to penetrate deeper still.Never concerned that the answer may prove disappointing, but withpleasure and confidence we turn over each new stone to find unimaginedstrangeness leading on to more wonderful questions and mysteries --certainly a grand adventure! [...] This is what it means when one discovers how long it takes for the atomsof the brain to be replaced by other atoms, to note that the thing whichI call my individuality is only a pattern or dance. The atoms come intomy brain, dance a dance, then go out; always new atoms but always doingthe same dance, remembering what the dance was yesterday. [...] What, then, is the meaning of it all? What can we say to dispel themystery of experience? If we take everything into account,not only what the ancients knew, but all of what we know todaythat they didn't know, then I think that we must franklyadmit that we do not know. But in admitting this, we haveprobably found the open channel. --Richard Feynman, in Value of Science