|   You                                   cannot have uncommon results by common means.                                   Nature does not allow it. Only                                   the too socialized believe they can have excellence                                   and their comfort. Only the dull confuse the                                   tools of building with the act of building. The                                   insecure want their rules. Only a coward demands                                   control. Life must be lived, not managed. Blinded                                   by fear and ambition and stale, used up rules,                                   we battle our way through embittered days. We                                   take all the joy out of our work. We succumb                                   to accountancy. And we destroy our lives and                                   our planet. Heartless, joyless, we become killers.                                   We kill the Human Spirit, and in doing so, kill                                   everything else. Trees                                   become boards, a commodity to build unwanted,                                   unseen, neglected walls. What is a wall anyway?                                   Nothing important. Nothing to have meaning,                                   beauty, pride, presence. Nothing to shelter,                                   to make space, to organize life, to inspire                                   praise. Nothing. A                                   waste of a tree. A waste of the life force that                                   built. A box to trap a promising life and a                                   dying spirit. Why                                   do we do this? Why do we fail ourselves? Why                                   do we let our lives become meaningless by failing                                   to give meaning to our work? To make money?                                   You cannot make money. You make a building [or                                   an enterprise]. In doing so you make value.                                   Value allows money. To                                   build is to reveal your soul. To build is to                                   engage, to act, to touch, to love. If you want                                   a Cathedral you have to be a Cathedral builder.                                    You                                   have to stand in bright light and be counted.                                   You cannot hide in mists of mediocrity and safety--of                                   normalcy. You cannot accept limits, yours or                                   anybody's, as mandated, given, immutable. A                                   Cathedral uplifts. It inspires. It demands.                                   It transforms. A Cathedral is a temple for the                                   God in each of us. Its budget is the measure                                   of our ability to give passionately, without                                   reservation, fear or self-centeredness. A                                   Cathedral is not ordinary and it cannot be had                                   by ordinary means. I have one question to ask                                   of you: Why? Why would you ever build anything                                   less than a Cathedral? |