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DEDICATION: This site is dedicated to my grandfather, George Adams 
                                           - another backwoods carpenter with a Radiant Heart.

Long ago, friends unsatisfied with society and its stone age religions asked me to use my background as a scientist, priest and atheist to help them develop a modern worldview. They wanted to leave magic, miracles and superstition behind while rescuing insights from great teachers like Jesus, Buddha and Rumi. They wanted to know how all this fit in today's world - now a world of  stars and galaxies, computers and DNA. I had grown up in a world of science and technology since childhood, but most people today still do not know this world - yet. 

So we embarked on a survey of the science of the last 500 years, since Columbus sailed. Our journey led to unexpected new places and left many old places behind. Our hearts and minds were filled with new understandings of humans and atoms, computers and love. Although technically atheists by the standards of society’s stone age religion, we recovered some of Jesus’ vision of a kingdom "not of this world" - a departure from society with its religion of privilege, greed and racism, violence and militarism. Some of us even became seeds … and sowers. ...

Kind friends, this is that story I promised you so long ago:


Here begins - A love song 

              for a universe that could snuff us out in a heartbeat, 
                             and yet overflows with stunning beauty, majesty and mystery:

pulchra es amica mea
you are beautiful my beloved
 — Song of Solomon

And - a journey:  Far,  far beyond religion - 

From Stonehenge:


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To Footprints on the Moon:


In Memoriam: 
Gene Cernan 
 The Last Man to walk on the Moon


Come, my friends,    …   ’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Come, my friends,

’Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Push off, and sitting well in order smite

The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds

To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths

Of all the western stars, until I die.

It may be that the gulfs will wash us down:

It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,

And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.

Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

          --  Tennyson

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Thus one journeys to the stars.
— Virgil


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