"look and you see nothing but rice plants and brass gongs. feel and you sense a common thread leading back to the same universal ground. back to a folded order hidden from view but available to sensibility. the lights that shine so softly through our firmament are the patterns involved in unfolding, the means for healing, and all the help you need to find the way. Earth lives. like a great beast it stirs in its sleep, rumbling with internal gases, dreaming and itching a little. it breathes and grows, its juices circulate. the nerves of the world crackle incessantly with vital messages, and now, through the agency of sentient collections of cells on its skin, it begins to feel self-conscious. we and our planet are reaching for maturity together. opening up our collective senses to the universe, watching and waiting for the chord that signals the start of a new and even more fulfilling dance. we are ready to respond to the music of the spheres."