Words have the power to both destroy and heal. When words are both true and kind, they can change our world.
He who loves me is made pure; his heart melts in joy. He rises to transcendental consciousness by the rousing of his higher emotional nature. Tears of joy flow from his eyes, his hair stands on end, his heart melts in love. The bliss in that state is so intense that, forgetful of himself and his surroundings, he sometimes weeps profusely, or laughs, or sings, or dances; such a devotee is a purifying influence upon the whole universe.
Any problem, big or small, within a family, always seems to start with bad communication. Someone isn’t listening.
Christmas - that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance.
