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Open your eyes and follow me!

Lift your feet of clay and dance with me.

- Oh, dear. - Lift up your hearts.

Lift up your eyes.

You are trapped inside the ordinary,

- when you could be extraordinary! - Hey, Ron.

Can't you keep your missus under control?

Come on, Ada. Time to go home.

And magnificent as the galaxies above us.

Follow me.

I will light the way.

Reggie's here.

Here.

Okay.

Yum.

Here. Housekeeping.

Uh-huh.

I'm here, Tom.

Have a good day.

Good morning, Ada.

Good morning, Mrs. Atkins!

Ada!

You're a lifesaver.

Here, let me take that.

Come in, come in.

Ari's just about to run out of shirts.

He'd happily wear the same shirt every day, but those sweat marks...

I wouldn't let my worst enemy near them.

Shall I put those away for you?

Of course.

Thank you, Ada.

I wake up every morning and my stomach feels like lead.

Graeme's gone to work, and I just stand there.

All I can hear is the clock, just tick, tick, tick.

Like it's counting down my endless, purposeless days.

Let's start you off on two milligrams of Diazepam, twice a day.

Thank you.

We'll see you next week, Ada.

Honestly, if I have to listen to one more rich woman

complain about how unhappy their husband makes her...

Well, it's not like they can leave their husbands, darling.

And if they could, you'd be out of a job.

We need to keep fighting for the cause, don't we, Ada?

Oh, I'm sorry. Ari.

Hmm.

Ada?

Ada?

I think this will look a lot better on you than it does on me.

Inhale, rise.

And exhale to bow.

Stay connected to your body,

and keep the breath flowing throughout.

Eileen is pregnant again with their fourth.

Jerry made a big announcement at work.

It's like every time he expects us all to buy him a beer

and another one at the birth.

Where's your chop?

I'm not hungry.

Here.

You need the iron.

You asked the Herzogs for a pay rise yet?

All the work you do for them, they pay you like a servant.

Which I am.

We're gonna need more money when your mom moves in with us.

Dear Mrs. Atkins,

She can take the spare room.

It's not like we need it.

Do you think it's too late for us?

We have to be patient, Tom.

It will happen when it's meant to.

Reach your arms to the sky

and bow to the divine within.

Connect your intention to this practice.

As women, for too long we have been told

our destiny lies in the hands of others.

That is a falsehood.

You can control your own destiny.

First, you imagine it, then you actualize it.

I want you to all shut your eyes and envisage your own perfect future.

Thomas Atkins died with Christ...

How long?

How long have you been lying to me?

All I ever wanted was a family.

You took that from me.

I just couldn't do it anymore.

All of those miscarriages, and I never once saw you cry.

You're dead inside.

That's why our babies couldn't survive.

And you lied to me about your pay too.

Mrs. Atkins?

I'm very sorry but it's my duty to inform you

that your husband, Thomas Patrick Atkins, has died in a car accident.

We believe he was under the influence of alcohol

when his car hit a tree at 11:05 p. m. this evening.

You can control your own destiny.

First, you imagine it, then you actualize it.

In the waters of baptism,

Thomas Patrick Atkins died with Christ

and rose with him to new life.

May he now share with him eternal glory.

Amen.

"Diazepam."

- Ada. - I'm sorry, I couldn't find Mrs. Herzog.

Come in.

Come in.

Dr. Herzog...

I wanted to ask you something.

Sit down.

So how can I be of assistance?

You're a doctor of the mind.

Do you think that it's possible to see beyond this reality?

It might surprise you to know

that many people are asking that very question, Ada.

Have you heard of... perceptual control?

It's a theory that we act

to keep our perception of the world within acceptable boundaries.

A very wise man once said,

"Reality is the only word in English language

that should always be in quotations."

What about the future?

Do you think that we can change that?

Well, I'm not sure.

I am.

I changed the future, Dr. Herzog.

You're a laundry woman,

not a soothsayer, Ada.

Can I tell you what I see, Doctor?

Sure.

I see a man in a loveless marriage he refuses to break free from.

A man with a need inside him so great, it pains him.

A need to be asked the questions he's always asking of others.

How are you, Doctor?

What do you need?

How can you be fulfilled?

His passion thwarted.

His life lived in a prison of denial.

I've taken up enough of your time.

I should go.

I should pay you.

Here...

if you are interested in such things.

Darling, you are overreacting!

Do you think I'm blind?

She's a young woman in need of guidance. That is all.

You understand how humiliating this is?

You need to take your medication.

I'm here to see Mrs. Evelyn Smith.

Ada!

Look at you.

I knew the church would look after you

when your useless father couldn't.

You're married.

Children?

Smart girl.

I wish I never had.

It's good to think that you're well enough to go home, Mother.

I was never sick, Ada.

It is society that's sick.

When women speak the truth, they're broken.

They're put into places like this.

You be careful, Ada.

They burned Saint Joan and they will burn you too.

Stay in the shadows,

but don't become invisible.

That is the key.

Now when you choose a different path, enemies gather.

But together, we will defeat them.

Because we are one and the same, Ada.

I have passed my gift on to you.

Qantas Flight 67 from New Delhi

is now disembarking from Gate 9.

That's because infrared

and ultraviolet rays sit outside the visible spectrum.

So they exist but they're just not detectable to the human eye?

That's right. They're both transmitted as waves

at the short and long end of the visual spectrum.

Excuse me. Dr. Latham?

Thank you, Professor.

You don't know me but I feel like I know you very well.

Um, I do hope this isn't an imposition,

but I was hoping you might sign my... your book.

Of course.

Who shall I dedicate it to?

Adrienne. Adrienne Beaufort.

You're French?

Well, apparently, a relative on my father's side

was the Comte de Normandie, but could just be hearsay.

The brain, of course, is, is a gatekeeper.

It's, it's eliminative by its nature, um...

I've got this terrible habit of misplacing pens.

So the reality we experience

is only what the brain deems useful to show us?

Exactly, uh...

- Thank you. - It was nothing.

Uh, yes, the brain wants to ensure our survival,

so it protects us from the wonder of our greater consciousness,

which, of course, was appropriate

when we were roaming the wilds, hunting for food, but why now?

Our narrow, utilitarian minds

allow for only 25 percent of our perceptive knowledge.

The rest is, is just waiting behind a closed door.

And why should we accept this vastly reduced awareness?

"Imprisoned perception," Huxley calls it.

And, of course, he was able to access it with the aid of mescaline,

something which, unfortunately, would never be sanctioned

in academic exploration.

But it would be extraordinary, don't you think, Mrs. Beaufort, to...

to experience the other 75 percent?

To be able to perceive

everything that is happening everywhere in the universe?

It would indeed.

Yes.

And it's Ms. Beaufort.

Um, Mrs. Latham and I are travelling to Bangalore

to spend some time with Swami Muktananda.

His ability to access higher consciousness

via spiritual exercises is renowned.

Yes.

I've spent time with Swami Muktananda.

He is a great master, with much to teach us.

Oh, do tell.

You must not travel to India.

Mrs. Latham will become gravely ill and may not recover.

Well, the tickets are paid for.

Dr. Latham, I'm telling you, you must not go.

A strong body... means a strong mind.

Don't let old habits and fear hold you back.

You will need guidance to break free from the past.

But once you do,

spiritual enlightenment and the shining future you deserve

awaits you.

The light within me bows to the light within you.

Brahma Nadi.

Brahma Nadi.

Shanti.

Shanti.

Sorry.

Never be sorry for expressing yourself.

- Hannah, isn't it? - Mm-hm.

When things happen to us, it's easy to believe there's no path out.

Um, this didn't happen to me. It's my fault.

But this child is a gift of life.

How did you...

And the father?

He doesn't know.

He's a foreigner.

He works in the railways.

I can't contact him.

My family will disown me.

Your family doesn't own you, Hannah.

What have I taught you?

To break free from the past.

Exactly.

Do you want this baby?

Then the path ahead is clear.

And I'll be there to support you.

Ms. Beaufort.

How kind of you to visit.

Please.

We never made it past Delhi, I'm afraid.

After only two days, Mrs. Latham was vomiting and feverish.

What are the doctors saying?

Malarial infections vary greatly in prognosis.

Healthy doses of quinine and prayer

seem to be the only options available to us.

The assumption, of course,

being we are all unthinking disciples of some almighty Christian God.

I take it you are not, Dr. Latham?

Religion is definitive,

whereas science makes room for the mystical,

the chaotic wonder of the universe.

Indeed.

May I see Mrs. Latham?

Who are you?

You have untapped strength.

I can feel it.

Go deep inside yourself.

As deep as you can.

There.

There.

Release your strength and you will heal.

Thank you so much for coming, Ms. Beaufort.

Adrienne, please.

Adrienne.

I know India was disappointing.

But there are other ways of expanding consciousness, Doctor.

Perhaps everything you were looking for was right here all along.

Ada?

Adrienne.

My!

My!

What we spoke of on the telephone?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Lysergic acid diethylamide, it is extraordinary.

Trauma recovery is 20 times faster

than on conventional medication.

I truly believe it has the potential

to save thousands of souls in turmoil.

How's Mrs. Herzog?

Well...

I can't say she shares my enthusiasm for such things.

Not in the way you do.

Where are you?

Inside a living picture book.

But the pages... are flipping too fast.

Because you're moving through the eons of time.

There's an ocean of suffering.

The clouds are moving.

The raindrops...

contain spirits...

and the tree is talking to me.

What is it saying?

"Follow me. I am the light."

I need one of those.

- How is he? - He's fighting in the Crusades.

There's a lot of blood.

- Oh. - Somebody help me!

I am the chosen one!

The chosen one.

How are you, Mrs. Latham?

Oh, please, call me Tamsin.

I'm fully recovered, thanks to you.

How are you, Tamsin?

Your brilliant husband, well, we must call him that, mustn't we?

He has his career. But you...

alone in this big empty house all day.

Well, we wanted to fill it.

We tried for years, but, um...

Dr. Latham is...

How can I put this?

He's more interested in matters of the mind than the body.

It's at my ankles.

Get off me, devil!

The devil is holding on tight, Doctor,

because you refuse to go forward.

You're only halfway through your spiritual incarnation.

I'm just waiting for him to leave me for one of his students.

Don't wait for him, Tamsin.

We women have let our destinies be dictated by men for far too long.

You could study.

Find a career.

Get it off me!

I can't help you, Doctor.

You must break free yourself.

Do you want to live the rest of your life

in this mausoleum of your failed dreams?

Are you willing to make human and financial sacrifices?

- Yes. - Do you want the door to open?

Yes.

- Can you prepare yourself for wonder? - Yes!

Seize this opportunity with both hands, Tamsin.

The world awaits you.

The devils have gone.

I bestow upon you the imperishable gifts of the divine spirit.

Who are you?

I am Maitreya.

The enlightened one.

Come to Earth to guide you.

Thank you, Maitreya.

Impressive, huh?

Come here.

- Yes, I have. - You're not talking about India?

Yes.

Let me introduce you to Judge Buxton Lyons.

Yes, do go. Can I get you another drink?

Hi.

- Hannah! - Carol!

How are you?

Oh, there she is.

Yes, absolutely life-changing.

Adrienne.

Hannah.

I wanted to introduce you.

This is Henrik. Henrik Wilczek.

Enchanté.

Wilczek. You must be Czechoslovakian?

Yeah, I am. Hmm.

Prague.

Prague is such a beautiful city.

The Saint Vitus Cathedral. Those glorious stained-glass windows.

Hannah has told me

what a great support you've been to her.

I'm just very glad you found your way home to her.

If I'd known, I would have come immediately.

Henrik has bought us a house in the country.

I don't know how I'm gonna cope with all that fresh air.

Sounds delightful.

And the little one?

He's wonderful. You know, he's crawling everywhere.

We're getting married.

What wonderful news, my darling. Congratulations.

Excuse me.

Why have you all come here tonight?

Because you're dissatisfied?

Because you realize that you are imprisoned

in the narrow confines of a predestined existence.

Because you are experiencing a singular reality,

which you have all come to accept is the only reality.

A very wise man once said,

"Reality is the only word in the English language

that should always be in quotations."

Imagine if you could break free

and see, feel, touch, all the possibilities available to you.

You are all here because you are seekers.

Yes. Yes.

Seekers of a different future.

If you will allow me the great honor,

I will take you on a journey to that wondrous future.

Walk on, Tavi.

- Mm-hm? - I will.

Thank you, Maitreya.

Hello, Ada!

Mrs. Herzog.

Take a seat.

How are you?

Brilliant.

Good.

I'm glad to hear you're keeping your depression at bay.

I have never been depressed.

My husband thinks any woman with an opinion needs to be medicated.

Denial leads only to more pain, Mrs. Herzog.

I... I see what you're doing, Ada.

And it might work on my husband

and all those other idiotic men out there

letting their penises lead them to enlightenment,

but it won't work on me.

We've spoken of this. Get rid of her.

- Good evening, Constable. - Good evening, Madam.

There's been some complaints about the noise from the neighbors.

Oh, goodness, how thoughtless of us.

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

- Constable Garrison. - Adrienne.

You have such lovely hands, Constable Garrison.

Your wife is a very lucky woman.

Thanks.

Would you like to come in?

No, I...

Just for a minute, while you fill in your report, out of the cold.

It's warm in here.

Justice Conroy is very keen to meet you,

as is Mr. Knight-Stephens, from the National Gallery.

Oh, I'm afraid I have to go.

I have classes to teach.

Bills won't pay themselves.

Adrienne, we have something to say.

Tamsin and I have decided to part ways.

I can stay in my rooms at the college,

and Tamsin is taking up residence at her nursing school.

I am so proud of you both.

You have found new paths.

Opened yourselves up to new destinies.

We... we would like you to stay here.

You need to be 100 percent focused

on the important work you're doing for The Kindred.

In your home?

In your home.

I couldn't possibly accept.

Oh, Maitreya, we insist.

You've given us such purpose and strength.

We want to repay you.

Then I would be honored.

Thank you.

Thank you all.

Who amongst us has not inherited the sins of our parents?

I know I have.

And my goodness, I do not wish to pass that on.

Why should children serve a prison term

under a single set of parental jailers,

when they could be raised by a large, inclusive, voluntary family?

A working model of society at large.

Holy, healthy, happy, whole.

Family should be a community.

A place where both labor and joy are shared.

If we are not able to have children, should that preclude us

from being enlightened parents, or teachers?

Together, we, The Kindred, can change society from the ground up.

Together, we can create a new future.

- A future of equality and love. - This woman is a fraud!

Her name is Ada Atkins.

This, all of it, is a sham.

She's not a guru.

- She was, she was my ironing woman! - Get her out!

Goodness me, someone needs a clearing.

Get out and don't come back!

Mrs. Herzog.

What you said in there...

was it true?

Listen to me.

The Kindred is a cult.

Those people in there,

they are signing away their finances, their properties,

all to her!

- You have to get out. - I can't.

My husband will never leave and my family,

they don't want anything to do with me.

Here.

Call me.

There's no time to waste. She'll stop at nothing.

I can help you.

I'm so glad Greenhaven's Board of Directors

didn't need to hear your clearings, Ari.

Although your musings on the teats of bison

would have undoubtedly been of great interest.

Thank you, Maitreya.

Do send Mrs. Herzog my best wishes for a speedy recovery.

Sure.

- Welcome! Welcome! - Hi.

- Henrik. - Welcome, Maitreya.

So good to see you.

Hello.

Special greeting, huh?

- Maitreya. - Hannah.

Not long now.

Only friends here.

Please, come in.

- Darling, let's find your bear. - Come in.

- Where's your bear? - You must look at the view.

Yeah, you take your bear.

What a perfect place to bring up children.

We thought so too.

Please, come.

Look.

You going to show me around?

We can all go. Come.

Herzog residence, Dr. Herzog.

Hello, can I please speak to Mrs. Herzog?

I'm afraid not. She's away at the moment.

- Do you know how long she'll be away? - I'm sorry, I...

Quite some time, I believe.

Hello?

- Mrs. Herzog wasn't well. - Hello?

Unfortunately, she's been committed to Greenhaven.

I was thinking...

you've been looking quite tired lately, Hannah.

Perhaps you need a rest yourself.

I'm fine, Maitreya.

An undertaking of such magnitude and ambition

could only be conceived by someone bestowed

with the wisdom and greatness of our Maitreya.

A group of children, some fostered,

some unwanted foundlings, adopted at birth.

Just sign here, sweetheart.

Brought together,

educated and trained in the most perfect conditions possible.

A spartan, rural upbringing, away from the temptations of modern life.

Where the children's appetites are subdued,

and where discipline makes them strong

and capable of accessing divine consciousness.

This could be the most significant experiment of the century.

These children will become custodians of the world

their Maitreya, in her wisdom, has set forth to create.

Is Mommy going to say good night?

Mommy's busy. She had to go.

Amy, back to bed.

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