Joy Ibiru: In the beauty of the Spirit, there is no leader. Truth is known in the silence of the Soul, while it is expressed in the actions of a loving heart. There is no break in the web of Life, no forbidding of the Tree of Knowledge. The fruit of immortality has always been on your table, why do you not eat? We ask only that the voice within your Spirits be heard, be truly listened to. There is no book that can contain the Word that is uttered by each of you in the ecstasiies of your creation. There I no leader, no teacher save the ineffable and eternally free Being that shines forth from your loving eyes. Oh, do you not see the Wonder; do you not feel the Winds as they press against your cheeks, bringing you the voices of all of your siblings throughout the ages? Do you not hear the songs of love being sung to you from every quarter? There is no worship on your knees, only the worship that is a life fully lived, a heart fully open, a gift of Being acknowledged and cherished. Take your churches, your temples and your vast libraries of holy words and turn them into the playgrounds for laughing children, fertilizer for the growing earth. Do you not know, wondrous and shining People that thou art, that all that is holy rests in your trembling hands? Reach with those hands and touch the sacredness of a lover, the perfection of the world, and you will know, beyond any doubt, that we have always been here - for we are you. All that we ask is that you spread the seeds of your own sacred joy, know the beauty of your souls, and act on the honesty of your own hearts.