Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.
If you want to leave the world better than you found it, then use your heart of compassion and your life of concern.
The Self, having in dreams enjoyed the pleasures of sense, gone hither and thither, experienced good and evil, hastens back to the state of waking from which he started. As a man passes from dream to wakefulness, so does he pass from this life to the next.
Doing is very good, but that comes from thinking… fill the brain, therefore, with high thoughts, highest ideals; place them day and night before you; and out of that will come great work.
You have come from God, you are a spark of His Glory, you are a wave of that Ocean of Bliss; you will get peace only when you again merge in Him.
Christmas is not a time nor season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.
