Love and cooperation. Respect and mutual assistance. Some of your ancient peoples used that ability constantly. You'll find it in the legends of those who inhabited this country centuries ago. It exists,to some degree, in the aborigines of Australia. Even in the twentieth-century there are many that still remember how to do it. Focus and practice, that's all it takes.?

?Of what useful purpose is that, Gideon?? I asked. ?Think about it, John. You could exchange information about many things. Learn from one another. Ancient man was able to find food and water with the help of animal friends and nature. Modern man could also find peace and joy through such communications. Everything is connected to everything else. Your scientists are just now discovering this.?

By this time we were approaching my house. I pulled into my driveway thinking that life is, after all,a guided tour of the cosmos. In a little corner of the universe,I was sitting in my ?space-time? capsule seeing only small parts of the grand design. Somewhere in time I had lost my map and couldn't even find my tour guide. I turned off the motor as Gideon and I sat for a short while longer.

As if reading my thoughts, he said, ?You never lost the map and the tour guide has always been with you. The problem is that on Earth you and millions of others get blinded by appearances.You forget that you are on stage in your own play. You get caught up in your own picture,John. The beginning of your worries is when you feel helpless in your own show. The beginning of your joy and glory is when you realize that all you have to do is change perspective. Practice not to be too attached to your problems. You'll see how soon they'll vanish.?

?Gideon, won't you come in and meet the children? I know they'll like you.?

?Not this time,? he replied, ?but I'll see them soon.?

?When will I see you again? As you can see, there's still a lot for me to learn and you're really an excellent teacher.? ?Don't become teacher-dependent, John. You are your own best teacher. Maintain perspective and keep learning. I must leave because I promised to have tea with Marla.?

?Please say hello for me.?

?I'll give her your greetings and I'm sure that she would like to see you again. Perhaps we should arrange to get together for dinner one of these days.? With this, he opened the door, stepped out and was gone. Yes indeed, life is lighter than a feather, but living is sometimes heavier than a mountain.

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