Sarah Johnson ©
The sweet air that blew through our windows on the way to Ngardmau reminded me of summer nights in my childhood home. The friends who gathered in fellowship with selflessness-these were memories of perfection. And this spot was a labor of perfection for those who constructed it.
“The only people who are truly free of the “dross of self” are the Prophets, for to be free of one’s ego is a hall-mark of perfection. We humans are never going to become perfect, for perfection belongs to a realm we are not destined to enter. However, we must constantly mount higher, seek to be more perfect.”
-Shoghi Effendi, Unfolding Destiny, p. 453
Where is this place? I’ve been to Palau, but have seen nothing like this.