Christmas - that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance.
A life without love is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.
He who trusts in God and makes an honest living to share with others and injures no one, nor harbours ill will against another need perform no other rituals.
We cannot hold a torch to light another’s path without brightening our own first.
When we experience the creative impulse in the universe vibrating and pulsating in our bodies and minds, we experience a powerful sense of purposefulness. When you awaken to evolution, you awaken to a profound sense of directionality that is inherent in the life force, inherent in existence itself.
There is no end to craving. Hence, contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Stay content.
