May We Continue To Remember Not To

To Clink Glasses Of A Freshly Made, Seasonal Beer, Preferably In A Pub Or Garden, With Friends And Perhaps New Acquaintances, Is A Ritual That Makes Every Participant Feel Good. We May Not Rationalize This At The Time, But It Gives Us A Sense Of Place In Our Common Community And Our Time In The Tides Of Life On Earth. This Is A Way To Value Beer And Treat It With Respect.

I Try To Be Kind And Generous, And To Give To People, And To Do What I Think God Wants Me To Do.

We Listen, We Watch, We Learn. We Open Our Hearts And We Open Our Minds, Open Our Souls.

Out Of The Bliss Comes Magic, Wonderment And Creativity.

I Trembled To Think Of A World Without Stars. No Guide For The Sailor To Trust At See, No Jewels To Dazzle Our Sense Of Beauty [...] But All Around The Globe, The Air Is So Dirty And The Lights From The Cities Are So Bright That For Some People Few Stars Can Be Seen Anymore. A Generation Of Children May Grow Up Seeing A Blank Sky And Asking, "did There Used To Be Stars There?