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Now and I bid you all good evening. I have only a few comments to make, however, but everyone, including our visitors, everyone who comes here comes for a reason simply as you come together in any context for a reason. There is a reason why you have been born into this place and this time as you know it, and granting that, there is also a reason why you have come here to this room as you know it.

(To Mark.) Now over here our friend, you are trying too hard and too consciously. Imagine a stream or a breeze and go along with it. You have it in your mind that there is some dam or wall that you must encounter before you are free to leave your body, and such is not the case. Allow your energy to flow freely out from you and you will flow with it.

(To Florence.) Particularly for our Lady of Florence over here in the corner. This intellect will still be bugging you. I want you to know it. Settle your accounts with it now, and take it along on your journeys. It is you who keep your intellect in such a closed room while your intuitions want to give it more freedom. The divisions do not exist, they are mirages.

Our friend, Joel, reacts to our Lady of Florence, therefore, as she appears to him now in this place and in this time, and yet he also reacts as a person that he was, in your terms, and our Lady of Florence reacts as a person she was, in your terms.

([Arnold:] “If our intellects are capable of it.”)

Now this is a big occasion for our friend, Ruburt, since his writing desk and all his materials are now in the other room. And as I always do to show not only guests and seeming strangers the nature of vitality but always to impress it as deeply as possible into your knowledge, then let me again remind you that this vitality is your own; that life, physical or nonphysical, is a full vitality that it is not necessarily quiet, that it is not necessarily sedate, and though my voice does not ring with the innocent chatter of children, that that same vitality that fills them fills me and fills each of you. That as you hear it here, feel it within yourselves. Let it rise. Life is not quiet, it is not sedate. All That Is is not some long-haired gentleman with a saintly face. And the soul that each of you believe in is not some quiet distant note far divorced from your own reality. It is a pulse that beats within you and the pupil of your eye and the big toe of your foot and your elbow. It is not necessarily adult. It is not necessarily dignified. It is the force that gives you all life and do not restrain it.

And so I bid you all a fond good evening, even to our Chinese friend over here. And those blessings that I have to give I give you, and those I have not you will have to search for.