"I suspect that everyone, deep inside, knows these things," said the Lion. "It just takes a desire for spiritual advancement to release that inner knowledge into the conscious mind."
"Well, I really wasn't all that conscious of what I was saying," said Dorothy. "I suppose that's because the conscious mind has to do with the world around us, whereas the inner knowing is something we all have but rarely listen to. We are all just too busy with the outer goings-on."
"Besides," interceded the Lion, "those that are on the spiritual path are being taught these things during sleep. Remember that was told to us? And, although that teaching is not consciously remembered, it is slowly transforming our character and will gradually affect world consciousness. Especially as each of us begins to listen more to our inner self and less to the outer self."
"Look!" said the Scarecrow. "The witch! She moved!"
Everyone ran over to her. But she was as still as ever. "I'm sure I saw her leg move," said the Scarecrow.
"Maybe she's not quite dead," the Lion said.
"Quick! Take my hat!" shouted the Tin Woodman to the Scarecrow. "Get some water."
"But it's got a hole in it," said the Scarecrow.
"Well, put your finger over it," said the Lion.
"I don't think my finger will hold water," replied the Scarecrow. "It's filled with straw."