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.
Everyone has in him something divine, something his own, a chance of perfection and strength in however small a sphere which God offers him to take or refuse. The task is to find it, develop it and use it.
Summer is the time when one sheds one’s tensions with one’s clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
If the mind becomes balanced and detached, and comes to dwell in its own true home, imbued with the love of God, then it enjoys the essence of supreme spiritual wisdom; it shall never feel hunger again.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
