The Interior Power invites us to the construction of a world righter, truer.

In a word we are the craftsmen of this ideal of humanity.

The every day opportunities are offered to us

giving us the possibility of working this ideal while making it alive.

We cannot really physical concretely

to make good with all the men of the ground.

For as much as soon as we make it with only one we let us make it with all.

As soon as we open our door, this was only one short moment with that which asks,

as soon as we open our heart, the moment of a listening to that which entrusts,

as soon as our ear is tightened towards the other in an intention of compassion

this gesture is done for all those which shares these same cases of request.

Thus by these attitudes, we reinforce the human ideal

and this last is diffused in all mentalities.

As soon as we rectify an attitude so that, the one moment space ,

this attitude is reality; the exact reality of a fact,

we contribute to the world truth.

When we act thus we contribute to the truth on ground

because we let us vivify the ideal of it.

As much it is impossible to accomodate all those which suffer,

as much it is possible to have only one gesture,

where we are for only one person.

One could imagine that, during only one minute per day,

we endeavoured to say the reality of a fact;

reality to retranslate what only occurred

without colouring this fact by our personal appreciation or our sight of the things.

In this attitude we would contribute to the truth in the world

and the lie, during one minute, would not have short any more.

We could see 6 billion minutes to close the mouth with the lie.

We would be the spectators of gesture of truth who would be done in the world

and much of unavowed things would become known

and could enter in redemption.

The following day we could make the same thing by report/ratio with kindness

then compared to the beauty

thus the Good, the Beautiful and Truth would find values on this ground

and their letters of nobility would be restored by it.

The redemption of the world is between our hands

and can flower through our gestures and our personal attitudes.

This work requires great investments neither in time nor in expenses;

it is established on our premises and in our daily newspaper

in the establishment of our day labourers attitudes.

It takes only one minute perfect to us per day.

This work is so simple that it appears ridiculous with the majority of people.

And yet of the days, the months of this personal work

us leads to perfection of ourself.

This work acts in a vibratory way in each one of our cellular reports

thus sowing in an underground and hidden way our own redemption.

We approach the divine ideal; this ideal on which we are modelled

but whose light is not always perceived in our limed attitudes

in our desires, our disappointments or our fears.

As much it is impossible for us to like everyone all time, as much it is possible to love a person perfectly was this only one short moment.

The definition of our next is not this step there; then which is our next?

If not that which is near to us; who crosses our way

who in our geographical space is near to us.

Here is a good base of reflexion, we all are carried

to help the remote countries, the Third World

that appears easier than to help that which is near us.

It is a famous sentence of Jacques Brel:

I wish you dreams

Jacques Brel wrote this pretty sentence:

“I wish you dreams to be finished some more

and the furious desire to carry out some of them”

Where thus is this furious desire? Where is it hiding place?

This would be what titillates us sometimes and that we mask

under the fear of when one under the fear says of disturbing,

to change something which is likely to upset;

this thing which upsets us at the point

where we sink sometimes in despair when the tension becomes too sharp.

This thing which upsets us and which kills us

because we retain it too much in us.

This thing which we hold captive who has so much of force

that it is turned over against us until the moment when we let us open our arms

and where we will let it be carried out through our gestures, our words, our thoughts;

where we will dare to let to him take all its place because it is the life,

the true life which runs in our veins

and which came to achieve the gushing of Its Light in the heart of the world.

They is well of that in question; to let spout out Its light in the middle of the world;

it is while resting on It that we will be able to resist the stagnation, the indifference,

with the negative virtues of our time.

It is while resting on It that we will dare being us this single specimen

in this world of photocopy.

It is while resting on It that we will cross our life by preserving our virtue,

our morals and our ethics.

“I wish you dreams to be finished some more

and the furious desire to carry out some of them”.