There Are As Many "real Worlds" As

Most Of Us Consist Of Two Separated Parts, Trying Desperately To Bring Themselves Together Into An Integrated Soma, Where The Distinctions Between Mind And Body, Feelings And Intellect, Would Be Obliterated.

There Is Another Peculiar Satisfaction In Really Hearing Someone: It Is Like Listening To The Music Of The Spheres, Because Beyond The Immediate Message Of The Person, No Matter What That Might Be, There Is The Universal. Hidden In All Of The Personal Communications Which I Really Hear There Seem To Be Orderly Psychological Laws, Aspects Of The Same Order We Find In The Universe As A Whole. So There Is Both The Satisfaction Of Hearing This Person And Also The Satisfaction Of Feeling One's Self In Touch With What Is Universally True.

The Sense Of Community Does Not Arise Out Of Collective Movement, Nor From Conforming To Some Group Direction. Quite The Contrary. Each Individual Tends To Use The Opportunity To Become All That He Or She Can Become. Separateness And Diversity - The Uniqueness Of Being "me" - Are Experienced

I Hear The Words, The Thoughts, The Feeling Tones, The Personal Meaning, Even The Meaning That Is Below The Conscious Intent Of The Speaker. Sometimes Too, In A Message Which Superficially Is Not Very Important, I Hear A Deep Human Cry That Lies Buried And Unknown Far Below The Surface Of The Person. So I Have Learned To Ask Myself, Can I Hear The Sounds And Sense The Shape Of This Other Person's Inner World? Can I Resonate To What He Is Saying So Deeply That I Sense The Meanings He Is Afraid Of, Yet Would Like To Communicate, As Well As Those He Knows?

With The Price Of Life These Days, You've Got To Get Everything For Free You Can.