At the heart of each of us, whatever our imperfections, there exists a silent pulse of perfect rhythm, a complex form of wave forms and resonances, which is absolutely individual and unique, and yet which connects us to everything in the universe.
George Leonard in THE SILENT PULSE shares the sense of unity and harmony with the planet that a young man of seventeen experienced:
"Even though physically separate, I knew a tree, grains of sand, sea, flying birds. Everything was God, holy; as God is total, so the driftwood branch was holy. This must be the stuff religion is made of. Never before or after have I felt so alive."
