We went to the Moon as technicians; we returned as humanitarians.
Edgar MitchellRead
You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the moon, international politics looks so petty.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes a shift in perspective gained through a broader understanding of humanity and global issues.
Edgar Mitchell's quote reflects how gaining a unique perspective, especially from a distance like the moon, can lead to a deeper awareness of global challenges and a desire to take action. It highlights the idea that when we see the world as interconnected, the trivialities of politics shrink in significance, urging us to focus on meaningful change and unity among people.
In practice
During a global leadership conference, one might use this quote to inspire a collective effort towards solving world issues.
We went to the Moon as technicians; we returned as humanitarians.
We should be ready to reach out beyond our planet and beyond our solar system to find out what is really going on out there.
We need to make the world safe for creativity and intuition, for it's creativity and intuition that will make the world safe for us.
We're at a point in history were we have to become a part of the neighborhood of inhabited planets, like a neighborhood of a community, which we have not even acknowledged that that community exists up until this point.
My view of our planet was a glimpse of divinity.
I experienced an ecstasy of unity. I not only saw the connectedness, I felt it and experienced it sentiently. The restraints and boundaries of flesh and bone fell away.
Churchill says the Government had to choose between war and shame. They chose shame. They will get war, too.
In this way, his unhappy soul struggled with its anguish. Eighteen hundred years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being, in whom all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity come together, He too, while the olive trees trembled in the fierce breath of the Infinite, had brushed away the fearful cup that appeared before him, streaming with shadow and running over with darkness, in the star-filled depths. (pg. 236)
Those who have compared our life to a dream were right... we were sleeping wake, and waking sleep.
The urge to save humanity is almost always a false front for the urge to rule.
The act of memory is an act of ghostwriting.
You cannot sift out the poor from the community. The poor are indispensable to the rich.
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