I have this passion for a new world burning in my heart. I can imagine all over the place wild, beautiful things… like warm hugs from strangers on the street just because they noticed your silly smile and bright, hopeful eyes. Like revolution meaning dancing together, making music, trading things, cooking food for everyone and giving it away, painting faces, releasing thousands of balloons into the sky. Like people living in a daisy chain of small, loving communities built around huge play yards for children, lush organic gardens, and communal art studios because people realize that it is the most natural thing of all to love our children into freedom, live amidst profuse flowers and fruit trees, and to make everything more and more beautiful.
I dream of trillions of dollars, euros and yen being invested in cleaning up the world, and supporting new discoveries that shatter old limitations just because they harmonize fully with the intricate wisdom of nature’s way. I dream of the Earth renewing herself into the full bloom and potential of paradisiacal Life, reflecting the paradises of Love growing in people’s minds. I dream of millions of animals wandering in great herds; oceans, rivers, and lakes brimming with flashing fish; and billions of birds singing and flying in living clouds of song.
I dream of the naturalization of all human energies with no repressive taboos because we have realized at last that fear doesn’t work—but Love does, and that the body is sacred and wise, and all the medicines we need are in our foods and clean waters, and herbs, and in the miracle of the union of biological and spiritual energy flowing through our own open hearts and hands. And that in every country no one thinks it is somehow normal to be driven by anxieties or a desperate need of security, but that everyone realizes that the most secure, natural state a person could possibly know is the adventure of being free in Love, by Love, and for more Love in this incredibly diverse and beautiful world.