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"You can never cross the ocean until you have the courage to lose sight of the shore" — Christopher Columbus


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Forty years ago, we sent two spacecraft across our solar system,
surveying the outer planets, then on into interstellar space.
This is the Voyager Golden Record attached to the spacecraft,
It describes Earth's location and human culture.
What would you have put on this record?

Are we ready to sail forbidden seas, leaving Tinkerbell religions behind?

If you are ready, come join us, the Second Sunday of Every Month at 7PM, beginning Sept 10th

at my apt, sharing refreshments and thoughts. See contact info and map at About Me


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 new 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:
no longer a world of gods and goddesses, angels and demons, griffins and unicorns,
but now a world of  stars and galaxies, computers and DNA. 

So we embarked on a survey of the science of the last 500 years, since Columbus sailed.
Although I had grown up in a world of science and technology since childhood,
many people do not know this world - yet. 

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


Here begins a journey - a passage far, far beyond religion, 
  and a love song for a universe that could blot us out in a heartbeat, 
    yet is overflowing with beauty, majesty and mysteries far beyond our meager ken -

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. ...

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NOTES: This intro page changes from time to time, in fact they all change, from time to time.

2017-01-01: This site is somewhat usable now. Feel free to use it for thought or discussion. 
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