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TREASURY
P REFA C E

This is oae of a series efsm ai) pocket

books which will come ont ender tbe title
of Ii ghts of Sohusa.
[t is called a Vreasury because eaeh
story, each smaB articfe is a Treasore.
A' Treasore is somethiig you keep
locked away, and if you can becomepart
of this little book, seeing yonrself in rela-
t:anship to thee o rds, tbda this treasore
~ill be sotred within yoor heart.
Take somethiag each d0y and Xive it,
le th is w ay a bo ak .such .as tbiy ean
chaage your Jife..
ft can snake yoo )ook~within, ~vbieh is
the .only way that yoM wiQ Snd the
goMon mean.
 To be ab)e to laok at yoa.. to bccome
aeace of everyactioa eve~y thaught and
every reactioa.
Use this Tfeasore as a steppinN stooe
to take vou. Out of yooc' confusioa aad
conflict into a aeo' worM of Peace and.
Love.. of Harmony and Understauding.
May yoer being be tomed always to
the Light. .
Wa)k in ihc Light..
Live in the Light,
Abvays face the Light.
Aad you vrBi come to feeegnise that
you Are the Light.
May God Siess yov a'll.
At yoor fcek in Love..
Mother Narayani.
NOTE: These woah mme frmn many sooceee.
%hem there is no Name-The soMeeeis
unknoeo.
AN OLD GAELIC SI.ESSING
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wisd be ahvays at yoorback,
May the soo sbiae warn upan yaor face,
Aud the rains fil l soft upon your fieids,
.Amd ueti) w'e meet alaia,
'May God hoM-you io the Pa)m of His hand.
.ADORAM.E PR'ESENCE
Thou w'ho art mithia aod without,
above aad below and. aB aroood.
Thou who ar t i a terpenetrating the
very ce/1s of ovr being.
Thou who art theKye of our eyes,
the ear of our ears, the Heart of o ur
hearts, the Miid of Our minds, the Sreath
of our breaths, the Life of our lives and:.
the Soul of our souls.
Bless us dear God, to be aware of Thy-
ytesence No~v aad Here. T his is a)l that.
me ask of Thee.
May all o f u s b e aware af Thy
presence.
In t h e East aa d t h e %est, in the
North aad the Soo.ih.
May p eace and Goodavil) abide
among iadividua)s as eelt as commmities
aad oatioas.
This is our earnest prayer. May peace.
be oato al}.
'VEDEC PRAYER
gu the early hours of the moming
I tb~ak of the Self which shlnes~nthe
chambers of my heart.
%h~ch <s ihe nature of E x i stence,
Knovr/edge, $1iss Absolute,
Vfhicb is the goa) of t h e Parama-
'hamsas and w hich is the fourth state of
wonsiousness.
k am that absolute which is Nigurna
aad Ktemal.
Which isbeyond thethree states of
consciousness, waking, dreaming and
deep sleep.
ans not composed of t h e fi ve
clemesh.
ln the early hours of the moming
I adare Him mho is the God of God.s
Nbo is beyoad the reach of xaisd aad,
speech, and by whose grace alone
speech is illumiaated.
%bom seriptures discribe by the aeti
oeti formula.
%bo i s u s b orn, achota aad t he.
Primodeal Being.
fa the eaf)y hours of t h e morhiDg,
Ib ow down t o t hat Pumsb mho is'
beyond darkness,
Who is of the briNaacc of the soa.
%'ho is fo)I, etema1 aad in vrhom this-
Universeappears as a snake appears
ia the roye.
VASHlSYA
Craving is the root o f a l l s orrow
0 Rama.
Aad tbc oe)y intejjileat e a v i s t o
reneuace alj cravisgs comy)etely and n00
to iadu)ge in them.
Let be what has to be. H e welcomes
whatever come to him uasoolht aad is at
peace within himself.
YESTERDAY .. TO-DAY AND
TO-NORR0%
There are tmo days in every week
Sb00t iViblCb EVC SbcQM Qot W ofry, flVOW
days mhicb sboutd be kept free from fear
and apyrehcnsioa.
One of these days is Vesterlay, vrith
its mistakes and cares, its faults and
blonders, its aches anci yains. Yesterday
has passed forever bc;yoad our controL
All t he aioney in the wofid caonot
brtng back Yestealay. %'c caanot uado a
sinmfe act we performed; ee canaot erase
a single ~vord we said. Yesterilay is Ioue
Tbe otherday w'cshouM not eorry
about is To -morroe, wi th i t s p o ssib)e
adversities, its burdeps, its large promise
and poor performamce. To-morroe is also
beyoad aar immediate coatroI.
To-morroe's soa wiJi rise, either i n
splendour ar behind a m ask o f clouds
— but it wi|) rise. U a til it does, ~ve hsve
no stake in 'f o-morrow, for i t i s as.yet
unborn.
This leaves on)y one day-To-4ay.
Any man can Sght the battles of just one
day. [ t is onlyehen you and K add the
burdeas of t h ose two a wfol eternities
— Yesterdav and Yo -mocrow — thatme
'breakdown.
Jt is adt t b e experience of To-day'
that drives men mad-it i s r emorse or
bitterness for something which happend
Y esterday, a a d th e dread of w h at
To-morrow may briog.
Let us, therrfore, live bur one day
et e tiaie.
Brother I .awrence found washing
dozens and dozens of plates and dishes and
answering the beck and caH of all the other
monks, day im and day out, a terrible
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drudgery, and his life was miserable until'
he learnt this secret. H i s misery came
beeause he was reseatiog the other moaks
and thefact of having to do t his eork,
and so he was Slled with self-pity.
Then it came to him one day: " Stop
eommiseratinN with your self. Th i s, even
if very lowIy, is a way of serving God and
of serviag your fejfow men. S omeoae
must lo this job! L e t me thea do it with
joy and better tban it has ever been daoe
before. L et me express the spirit of Ged
in the doiag of i t " . S o h e started to
express himse)f in service and mbilehe
worked he saal praises to God aad medi-
tated upon the nature of God and His
)ove aad His purpose for mankind.
Throolh t his attitude to hi s ~iork'„
other moaks started to come to him foe
advice, and the ivisdom he expresse5'
becarse a blessIng, to the moaastery and„
iadeed, even now centuries Iatcr, is stilf~
blessiag maak~nd.
Soon the qoality of his living raised
hiax out of the dishwashing Ievel. Y et, it
was on the chaBenge of the menial job
aed the lessons he learnt in the process,
that he came into his own.
Wha made tbe xnountains, who made the
trees ?
%ho msde the river Sow to the sea 'P
Asd ~ho huag the moon in the starry sky'P
Somebody bigger thas yos aad E.
Who made tbe ftowers bloom in the spring?'
'%ho writes the song for the robin to sing?
%ho makes the raio ehen the earth is dry?
Somebody bigger than you and I,
He lights the way when the road is long.
Keeps you company.
%'ith love to guide you,
He malks beside you.
Just like He walks xvith me.
%hcn 7 am mc,ary, 5)led with despair,
Vfho gives me courage to go on from three?
Aad who give me faith that will aever die?
'Somebody biggertham you and I.
Ifyou can keep your head when aII
-about you are losisg theirs and bIaming
Ot oa yOu.
If you can t rust yourself, when alP
mea doubt you.
But make a)lowance for their dou-
btiag too.
I fyoucan waitand not b e t ired of '
waitial,
Or being lied about, dont deal in lies..
O r being bated, dont g ive w a y t o .
hating.
And yet dont look too good, nor
talk too wise.
tf you can dream and not make
dreams your master,
ff you can think and aot make thro-
ught yoor aim.
Ifyou can meet with triumph and
disaster aad treat these two imposters just
the same.
 The feIlow ~vhose verdict counts xnost
is your life
Esthe on.e staring back froxn the glass.
Some people may think you a
sttaight-shootin' chum
And cali you a wonderful gay,
Sut the man ia the gIass says .you're
onfy a bom
If y oncan't, look hirn straight in the
eye.
He's the fe/Iow to p/ease. never miad
afl the rest,
For he's w'ith you clear up to the end.
And you've passed your most danger-
ous, dillcult test
If the man in the glass is your friend.
You xaav fool the who)e vrorM dowa
~the pathway of life
And get pats on your back as you
PRSS,
Sut your fina1 reward wilI be heart-
-aches and tears
kf you've cheated the man in the g1ass.
t vrill start aaew this rnomiag with a
'higher fairer creed.
I wili cease to stand complaining of
my rothless neighbours greed
k willcease to sit repIsing whilemy
doty.'s caB is ciear,
k wiB w'aste so xnoment vrhiaiag aad
my heart shall know no fear.
I will look sometimes about me for
the things that mesit praise,

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f vvi0 search for hidden beauties thaT
elode the gromblers gaze,
l will try to Snd contentment in the
paths that f must tread.
I eill cease to have resentment xvhea
aaother rnoves ahead.
I eill mot be swayed by envyvrhea my
rival streogtb is shoma,
I ~vilI not deay his merit, b u t i ' )I'
strive to prove my owa.
I w ill try t o see the bcaoty spread
beforemc-raio or shiae.
I wiH cease to preach Yoer duty,
And be xnore cosceryed vith Mise.
An english professor delivered a taL
on the ethics of the tw'enty third Psajm.
It was a Literary triumph.
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The old minister who had been his
teacheraad pastor was there aad on com-
pletiag his lecture the Professor asked the
old minister to reyeat the psahn.
There were a fee titters in the croed.
How' faohsh to ask this country preacher,
of Jittle edocation to speak, after listesing
to soch a graad performaace.
The o/d mao, stood aad s/owly reye-
ated the psalm in the same simp)e feeliog
vray be had aleays doae.
%'hes he6mshed there was a hosh
..a pin dray silence.
The Professor stood up and very quie-
ily Sa1d:
"Ladies and gentlernen. J. know the
gsa1m, but He knows the Shepherd.

If you can bear to hear the t ruth
youvespoken,
Twisted by knaves to rnake a trap for
Voo/s,
Orvratch the thiags you gave yoor
9ife to broken,
Aad stoo.p aad buiki em up with
-vrarn Out tools.
If you caa make oae heap of all yoor
%16DEOgSq
And risk it on one turn of pitch and
loss,
And lose, and start again at your
~beginniogs
And never breathe a word about your
10SSe
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1fyou can force your heart and merve
aod sioew
To serve your tu m I ong after ihey
have gooe,
Aad so boM on wheo there is nothiag
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Ezcept the will which says to them
"Hold on".
If you caa talk with cromds and keep
your virtoe,
Or walk w i t h k i ngs, nor lose the
common touch.
lf ne~ther focs nor laviog fr~ends cas
hurt yoo.
kf alj men couat mith you, bot noae
~oo much.
If can Sl the unforgiving minute
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%ith sixty secosds marth of distance
rus.
Yours is t h e earth and everything.
that is it
ADd what is more ..
Youll be a Man my son.
* THE MAN l N TH B G LASS
Though I am dead, grieve not for me-
eith tears,
Think not o f death with sorrowing
and fears,
I am so near that every tear you shed
Touches and tortures axe, thoolh you
thiak me dead,
Sut when you laugh and sing in glad'.
delight,
My soul is )ifted upmard to the Light:
Laugh aad be glad for ai) that )ife is
I,lvl8g,
Aad I though dead ei)l share your
joy ia I.IVlNG.
Sesrc,e Uekeoers
%hea you Iet what yom ivant in your
strugglefor self
And theworM makes you king fora
day,
Jusi I o f o a m i r ror an d 1ook at
yourself
And see ~haf THAT maa has to say.
For it i sa't your f ather or I' o ther
or vrife
%bo judgment opon you most pass;

The URGE for the repetitioo of an;
experience bomever p/easmnt, beautiful, or
fruitf'ul is the soil in vrhicb sorrows Nmms
J; C. ECrishnanurii
Brabmacharia meaos liviag as God.
Yonr whole eaergy i~ Prayer.
Yout whale eacrgy is Grace,
Yaor who)e energy is Love.
You b ecome t o aI), s b eaedictioa
because of yavr Purity, and your Eatemrity.
Right and Wrong faB away, and every
action isin harmoay ivith t his moment,.
with the Cosauc Law, with the %hoIe and
is therefore Divine.
* 9e
Needed you feel good.
Not needed you feel miserab)e.
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PoNDER GN THIS
Caa, you be neither..
Just ia the middle ia Aeareaess ".
Things are as they are..
Accept this and you are home.
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k is nothiog but al) yoor noise put together.
* 4 k
%hen yoo are silent, it speaks.
When you speak, it is sileat.
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Become a listener. Either Von are or It is.
Dissolve aad you wil) hear It everymhere.
No competitios. No dialogue.
No searching. No seeking.
No kaawing. No demaadisg.
No becomiag.No achieving.
No porpose.. You jost are.
D ilsolve and h ear t h e m usic o f th e
Uaiverse.
God is the total sum of all that tbere is.
Mnd. is thebarrier, miad meaaing thex,
the My, the Me and the Mine.
g
e
4 of theshadoe of death.
Think Nith the Miod of love.
FeeI ~vith the Heart of Love,
A,ct wii.h the Hand of K,ove.
In moving toward Love you move tovrard
God.
%e create by our thoagbts aad w'e must
leacn hoiv to live and create Xa Love.
THE 23rd PSALM
The Lord is may shepherd, I shall
aot want.
He maketh me to IIe doivn in green.
pastores.
He Ieadeth me besich the stiB waters,
He restoreth my sooI.
He Ieadeth me in the paths of r igbt-
cousncss for his sames rake.
Yea,thoo I walk through the val)ey
I will fear so evil, for thou ar t ~ ith
me.
Thy rod and Thy sta8; they comfort
me.
Thom preparest a table before me in
4he presence of mine eaemies.
Thou anointest my head with o i ).
ly c up ruaneth over.
Surely, goodness ae8 mercy sha/I
follow me all tbo days of my 1ife.
And I shall dwell in the house of the
X.ord forever.
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AFTER GLOW It is as endless silence, in I a endless.
You came and made small ta/k wiOs sound.
me, The inner music, in an eadless empti--
You tooched a cup, a cbair. xiess of purity. Ching Lo~.
* *
Yoo brought abook for me to see. PONDER ON THESE
A merry joke to sbare. W hen l a m a o i i a c o a ict wit
You did not speak to ne of God, someone else's ego
Sut afteryou had Ione, I am sptrltuaf.
Within the Srelight where you stood„ *
You wjH Sad yourself in ather.
His Presence lingers on. . . . .

That is your mirror.

* 4 *
t arrL fof'ever laugtliag. You carry your woonds within you.
When you are SBed with laughter, yotn None can vrauad you.
* 4' 4'
wi)l kaow your realisation is cornplete.
If you have no resistance in your
It is an isncr laugtber. heart.
It is a vibratioe of end/ess joy, noh The world beloags to you.
laughter as the worM knows it. * *

A great man briags the qualiiy of
greatness.
foto everything he is doing.
Go and sit aod sit and sit.
And alloiv it aH to settle.
ZON
TOU N EVER KNO%
Never Sad faolt with the man who
kimps as he struggles aloag the road,
Until you have wom the shoes that he
mears, aad staggered beaeath his load.
Hc may have some nails in his shoes
that burt, Hi dden away from your view.
And the borden be bears upon his
'baek Might cause you to stumble too.
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Somebody did a IoMen d'eed,
Somebady proved a friead in need.'
Somebody saag 3 beautiful soag,
Somebody sailed the w'hole day loag;
Somebody thought, it is sweet to )ive,.
Somebody said. '1'm glad to give'.
Somebody fought a ialiant fIght,
Somebody lived to shield the right.
fs that Somebody You?
alo
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Your true self'is the xvhole of life, ancL
the wrongs of a]l others are your owa
guilt. D o not b lame men when they err,
but purify yaur o v a heart. D o n o t b c;
aagry when the whole wor)d forgets the
' law ' and ceases to abide by the ' way '.
Look for the faolt in yourself. T h e root
af all evH is in yoo.
Taoisari
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'THE PACE OF JUDAS
Centuries al o a g reat artist mas
engaged to yaint a mural for a Cathedral
ia Sicily. The subject being the life of
3csus the Christ.
Many years he laboured and at last
t he picture was complete except for t he
faces of th e Christ Ch ihi a ad Jodas
Escariot.
Hc~earched far and wide aad oae
day while walkingin apoor yart of the
~ity he faund what be was seeking. A boy
of tmelve,with the flce of an anlel. The
artist took tbe child home aad day after
day he sat yatieot1y umtil the Christ child
mas complete. He was happy. Nom to
4nd the face of 0'udas.
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Years s]ipped by but ia vaia. The
e/d man was stifl searching for a face tbat
mould serve to sbo>v Judas as he had
envisioaed him....a man marped by Hfe
enfeebled by surrender to greed and iust.
Dae aftemooa as he sat m the tavern
.a tattered 51ure stallcred aver the thre-
shold. " Wine eine" h e begged. The
painter Iifted him up and was startled.
Here was a face that seemed to bear the
.
marks of every sin af mankind. The old
man took him home, and gave him food,
clothes and wine, and then for many days
a od night> h e e'orked feverishIy to
complete his maslergiece.
A s the days went by, t h e modem
M and hi s, bloodshot eyes
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Sut for yoor ow'o.. , r
became fi xed meth harror an the paiate4 This world is a Crqiiitqf, We gre it's
llkcaess of himself. debtors.
Nyhatma Candhi
My son said the old paister. "%hat *
t roublesyou. I w ant t o h elp you." T h e C

yomg man sobbed, his face buried ia his. I; xaet God ia the morning
hasds. He )ifted pleadIag eyes to the OM . KVhen my day was of its best
painters face: " Do you not the n And his Presence came 'lifce snnrise,
remember me? Years ago l mas yoor- i.ike a g1ory itt my hreast.: '":
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model for the Christ ChilL Alt day Ioog the Preseace hajei'ed
* * Ala day leng. He stsjed with me,
T alkto one, who does not talk t e Aad we saile6 in ycrfect eh/mnbss
)/OU, 0'er a very .troob/ed sea.,
60 to one, who does aot Come to- So I: thisk ) know the secret
you, Learnedfrem maay a t&eb)ed'way.
Make up with one, who is displease4 You must seek Him in the morainI
with you. tf you want Him throngh-the day.
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%Nyli Cnihman
Do ali tbese not for their good, 4

Rise up Thine eye to the Eteroat sky.
fn Thy hontlage strike out to be free.
Hush the ia6aite voice of the whispe-
Ji
ring "%'by"
%ith.- .." I was and f ever wilt be."
For one soo1 that ezclaims:
"Speak Lord for Thy servant heareth,
~ There are ten that say,
"Hear Lord for Thy servant speaketh.
Aed there ~s no rest for these.
gn which category ar'e you}
. Sefotc ihe eyescaa aee,
" > fhey zeost be iacapabfe of tears.
Sefore the ears can hear,
; Tbey must have lo~t their seositiveaess.
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Before the voice can speak in the
I'resence of the masters,
It most have lost the power to wound.
Sefore the Sou) caa stand in the Pre-
sence of the mastcr.
Its feet must be washed in the b1ood
of the heart.
Tt is not what yoo have Lest that
eouats..
It is what you have Left.
Harold Russell. (A man with no hands.$
I shali aot waat for company,
Nor pitch my tent alone.
'For the IndweBial Iod goes with me,
And gives me of His own.

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Maa is not a praduct of accidcnt. Hc:
has mithin him tbc same power that surges.
in the oceaa, aod vegulates the caurgesof
the winds. He has within him the same-
inte1ligence that bringsorder and hansony
in every function of the Nature. H e has.
within himthe Light, by the unfoldment
aod rea.lization of vrhich, becan uaravek
his essential nature and fealizchis unity.
with the eatire oaiverce. He has vrithin
him theLove, by which he can coxmnunc."
with the catire exisiemce. He bas eithie'
hixn the Bliss, by the rea)izatioa of which.
hc can attain mastery over his ovra seif,
his owa circumstaaces, his osvnpersoaality.
Hc baseitbin him fhe Seaoty, by mhich
he can destroy all limitatioas aad af6ictions.
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GUR 0%N IMPORTANCE
Sometime, when yoU're feeliog impor-
tant,
Sometimc, when your cgo's in bloom,
Sometime, when you take it f o r
granted,
Yov.'re the best qua,ii6ed in the room,
Sornetimc, ehen you feei that your
going, Vfou)d leave an un6lable hoie,
3ost foBow this simple iastruction,
.And see how it hombies yoor soul.
Take a bucket and Sl it with water,
Put your hand 'm it, up to the wrist,
Poll i t ou t, a n6 t b e ho le t hat's
temainiog, Is a measofe of how yoe'l) be
auissed.
 You may splash all you please whea
you enter, Y a o can stir u p t h e water
galore,
Sut stop, aed you'll Sad in a rninute,
'That i t l o oks quite the same as before.
The moral in this quaint example is,.
33o jost the best you can,
Be prood of yourse/f. but remember,.
"There is Do iedispeasable maa.
God is my he1p in every need,
God does my every huager feed.
God walRs beside me, guides my may,.
Through every moment of the day.
God. is my health [can't be sich',
God is my strealth unfailing qoick.
God is my all l know no fear,
Siace God and Truth aad Love are
here
l sov am wise, I now am Tme,
Patient, kind aad Jovial too.
A)l tbinls i am, cao do, or be,
Through God, the Truth that is ia me.
It hapyesed in Nazereth..
A dog Jay dead in the gutter.
"How loatbsome," some said.
" How nauseating" said another. .
And so the crawd kept comdemnisg.
Thea a shadow appeared.
Someooe had apyroached the Iteup
aad just by bis vibratioas
they know His Presence.
)t was Jesus, the Christ.
"Pearls are aot equal to the wbiteaess
I
f
of bIs teeth h e sa~d.
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I:F I CAN ' Kord, make me an i nstromcat o f t h y
If I can throw a stngle ray'of lig'ht peace..
t, • I
Apross the darkened pathway of another; %here there is hatred,. Iet me sow love;
kf K can aid some sool to clearer sight %here there is injory, pardon',
Of Iight aad duty and t h v s O'Iessmy %'here there is discord, Uxuty;
brother, %'here there is doubt, faith;
lfI can w ipe ffpm any haman cheek atear Where there is error, iruth;
I shaH not hsve, then, 'Hved in vaia while %'here there is despair, hope;
. stil i .
here Vfhere there is sadness,joy;
If by l i f e's roadside I can plant a t r e e %'here there is darkness, Iigbt.
Seaeath whes~ shade some weaoed head
0 Divine Master,
may rest
Though I may never share its shade or see Qrant that I may aot so much seek
Its beauty I shall yet be truly blessed To be caasoled, as to coasole
Thoughno one knows my name. To be understood, as to understand
Jf To be Loved as ta K.ove
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For
Et is ie giving, that we receive.
tt is in yardonisg, that we are pardoned.
ft is in dying,
that we are born to eternal life.
St. Eraecb.
Regard earaest/y a)1 the iife that surrounds
$09q
Learn to )ook iatelligently into the hearts
of men.
Relatd most earnestly your oma heart.
Eaquire of the earth, the air, and the e'ater,
Of thesecretsthey holdfor you.
Enquire of the HoJy oaes of the secreta-
They ho)d for yoo.
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Cosqueriog desire gives you this rigbt.
laquire of the lnmost, theoae,
of its Fiaal Secret which it-haM for you
Hold fast to tbat which has neither
substance nor existance
Listen oaly to the voice whieh is soundless
Look only on that which is invisible
A)ike to the inaer Iad the outer seaccs.
Light on the Path.
From the Centre of aI1 Love I stand,
Aod Iaolbt caa touch me here.
And from this centre I go forth,
To Ioveaad serve and cheer.

%hatsoever tbiags are True.
'V(hatsoever things are Hooest.
%hatsoever things are Sust,
V'batsoevcr things are yore
%hatsoever tbiags are of good report,
Tf there be aay virtue,
I f there be sny Praise... .
'Think on these ihiogs.
Paol, Corinrhians, Bible.
' Hsve yoo ever thooght about th e
value of a smile
t enriches those who receive, without
mak~ng yoorer those who give.
lt takes buf a momenf, but the memory'
of it someiimes)asts for years.
Noseis serich orso mighfy fhathe
caa get aloag without it, aa4 moae is so
yoor that he cannot be made ricb by it
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A smile creates hapyiness in the home,
Fosters goodwiB in Businessand is t he
coustersigs of friendship.
More than the above it brings rest to
fhe meary, eheer to ihe liseourage8,
sonshine to the sail, and is eature's besf
antidote for frouble.
Yet it camot be boughf, begged,
borrowed or stolen,
For it is somethisg ihaf is of no vallje
to anyone until it is gives sway.
Some yeoyle are too tired 46 gi v e
you a smile.
Give them oIIe of yours asnone oeeLs
asmile somuch ashe eho has no more
to give,"
Author Uaknovo
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A SGLBIBR'3 PRAYER :
The followiog verse was arritten on
4he back of a eigarette bex by an Americaa
coldier killed on th e Se)d of battle ia
Viforfd War B, aad found by a stretcher-
4earer. They are as fo/lows '.
"L ook Gad t have aever spoken to you,
Sut now f eant to say "Hoe Bo you do?"
Too see God, they told me Yo u didn't
exist,
.And like a fool, l believed all this,
st aight from s sheI)-hole I sa.v Your
sky,
2 5gured right then they told tne a lie.
Had I taken the time to wee thingsYou
made,
1Vd haVe kamvn they weren't caOisg a
wpadc a spm,clc
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I woa.der Qod if You'd shake my gaad-
Somehow l feel You w'oold onderstand.
Fuuny j. had to come to this hellish place,
Sefore I had time to see Your face.
%'eIl E guess there isn't very much more
to say,
33ot I'I I j a d, God I met You today.
4 guess the "Zero Hour" will sooa be here,
33ut I'm aot afraid since I kaow Yoo are
near.
The si8nal: %ell, God, l')l have to go:
I Bke You fots; and f waat You to tcoow.
Look, aow, this vnH be a horribfe Sgbt
%ho know's ~ I may cozoe to Your home
tonight;
Though I easm't frieedly fo Yoo before,
I mooder, God if You'll wait at Yoor door.
Look, 1'I crying: Me-sheddiag tears;
I wish k bad kooen You all these yeafs.
Well,I have (0 go now, God: Goodbye;
Stfaage-siace Imet yoo,
Ivm not afraid tO die. . . .
Truth is eithin ourselves,
ft takes no r ise f rom oubNard tbiags.
%hatc,'ef we may believe.
There is aa inaermost ccatre withis us all.
Where truth abides in fullness.
Aed all arouad wa11 by wall, the gross
Sesh hems it in,
This cIear perceptioa vrbicb is Truth.
A baSing' and perverting carnal mesh
binds it and makes all error
And to k oee, r ather coasists is
opening out a way,
Whence th e i m prisoned splendoar
ma9 escape,
Than in effecting entry for a light
supposed. to be eithost.
. Robert Srowning
Tolstoy was. vralking wjth his old
<riend, and hc..vras talking to. tjte hossqs
aad he ttee3..:.-.,
"Soeads. hke.,yoo,,vefe a herse is
yoor last )ife"
Tolstoy replied: "Wo but the day l
came.accrosssnyotyn i~ide
l .came acerqss.everybodys inside.
t r• •
•
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Tf you aspire for iibtsation nty child,
• I
' Rcjcct the bbjects of the senses as
yoihon,
And seek forgiveness, straightforward
stess,kindness,
Chccrfuisess aad 71.uth as Imeotar,
You are 6either earth, nor water, nor
fire, aar air, Aoc space.
fn ordbr tn 'attttN! freedom kt!ow the
self'as the witn!rss Of sll thedk, the embo-
diment of pure cossciousness itsdf.
1f you detadh'ydursbtf from the body
and abide in canscioussess.
You will al' dace beco'me happ!J, pea-
ceful, and free fr'oii! bdddale m'y deat son.
Y ou havelong' been bound w'!th the
rope of your body censciousne~~.
Reot it asunder with the sword of
the Irnowledge
I A54 CONSCXOUSNKSS and be happy'.
Extract from Kaitiatien hy Elisaheth Haiteh.
E feit that I NI'Outdhave to f r ee my
soul of every selRsh attitude:if i wanted to
see the truth with pcrl'ect clarity, just as a
wihdbe'yaae must be c/esaed in order for
us to see the sunshine clearly through it
The Stst step ia this direction was to
kmow what was resiJy iaside im.
As soon as l k no~ my iaocr self
thoroughly, I can,cIet!nte and purify i! •
i began to investigate the source and
!nner motivation of all my thoughts, my
words,my movements and deeds.
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What R~ad of uncoascious power is
at work withinme? Where do my thou-
ghts come fram? What is it within mc
that wills me to say ooe thiag or another?
~y d o I w ant to dojustihis thing,not
somethiomelse '?
%hen Iwashaypy about sometbisg
I investigated Why I was happy about it.
When I was depressed or angry, I sought.
out the reasons for fhese fee)iags. %hes
I fe)t attracted toward Inather persoo, or
repelled by him, l immediately analyseck
xnyself to. discover the characteristi®„
responsible for this feeling.
I Rept myself under constant observa-
tion as to why I liked to do some things.
and dishlted doirig bthers.
When I was feeling talkative, I sought
to find the reasons and motives b'ehind m'jr
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ioquacoiusness,when feeling reserved, I
~ooght the l'easoas $0r my tsctuinktf.
l aaalyscd everyvrord that caee out
of ray mooth to see vrhether it Sas comp-
letely true, whether it could prove hortfu)
to Say oac.
I observed the c6'ects of my words
~md my deeds oa others around me.
I constantly tried to trade piaces in
my imaginatioo with the person to ivhom
E was syeakimg. What eoold I feel if He
were sayiog to Me the eor8s I eas sayiag
fo him ".
Cvnstaatly, unintcrrupted/y, l k ept
myse) I' under observatioa.
Tl~e cverJastiog self scrutiny brought
me uocoonted riches,

l came to recognise the various mami-
festatioas of OIIe and fhe same Foree, from
tbe loeest urges on up to t h e highest
spiritual self.
I came to realise that we have a free
cboiee.
lvVe can idestify ourselves with Our
instincts or remaie master of them-, that:
is to say, remy,ia Oursefves.
I Jearned that t o b e a 'free homao
being means to control one's issNncts and
aot become the sjave of oae's passio~s,
desires and ivishes.
N o maa can escape eitber the joy or
pain vrhich he has earoed.
Man is Iike a magnet, aod attracts te
hiwlself tbat wbich is himself. Yhis is aa
inescapable law'.
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Man too attracls to b imaelf, conch-
tioos sirnilar to those i~o conslantly ct'eates
mithin himself.
Vyhiie Esmle
poverty is aot to he saked or hungry.
m~~~~~lo~s b~~~~~~~~ ~~~"I
where the miad is free.
No seekiag. No desire. No asking.
No coa6ict.
It is osly i n t his poveety that >oo
s ceihe'Buth of a life in e h ich thew i l
no con6ict.
Svcha life Is a bcnidiction, aot to
feond in a Church or a Temple.
L C. Kmishaammthi
 Shye/dst tbjou.see another sin opcoly,
or commit some grievions oS'ence, do not
decm thyseff beitet' than he,
For thou lrnowest not how long thou
vell remaia virtoous.
%eate ail frail aod there is sone
more frail thao tbyself.
T40Mss A KemyII.
I haveIeamt, Ia e hatsoever state [
RlN,M,
Thecewjih to be content.
' Plut. ¹ w T estameat,
The sea is A)migbty Povver.
g can feel it as a massive force of EnsrgY.
as it rises in a wave t hen crashes
against the shore, sbowial hoiv great
it really is.
This encrgy can b e s omcthing soft,
beautifv,I asd Ieetlc,
Or somethial hard, harsh aad distructive.
Sometimes it is like a raging tilcr aad
sometimes )ike a Fairy, steppiag lightly
froxn oae water lily to the next.
% love the sea wbea it is peaceful,
It is as if l am hypnotised by that mighty
Power, by something loving asd Iaod..
Xt is ss ifit is drawiog me inwards, iato
myself.
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Helping me t o u n derstand what f am
why I ars here
And vrhst the worM aroond me is.
feel very humble aod smail i n t he-.
yresemco o$ this great Pow'etr
May be God )ives in the sea, or
May be Hejust seems strongest to us
%hen we feel His Preseace in the ihiags,
And the pjaces wc, Iave aest.
For me....God )ives ia the Sea.
Sally Kruger (14 years~
My Fatber....
Deep ia the meditatioas ef m y h eart„
is the desire:
To Iive as You wou1d have me live,
To speak as Yoo would have me speaR„
To act as You ivould have me act.
Show me the way that YOU woo)d have-
me go, so that t m a y r emove aH
obstroctions that a p pear, prevontiag
your good fron maaifestiog im me.
Opeo my ears that f may hear Your Divine.
Harmoay above thediscord Of humas.
endeavoor.
Teach me to speak wordsof praise and,
encouralemeat to alI.
Aad Pather, over)ook my fai/ures,
as tbat fhey alay becorne
Steppiag stones which ivi/1 )ead me to
Thee.
A b in l sings..listen to t h e s ilence he:
Ieaves.
The song is goae, but exist8ncc is stH)
singisg.
Someone is here....he goes....feel his
absence.
'Hc bas left something behind.
' What do you 1eave bebind.. . .
The song of LOVE ".
.Ex<lact of Spsg pf Palada, Vashista.
salute m y o~ i n S elt w hich i s t h e
fndv e)ler io all beings,
%hich is the consciousne~s frced from
abjectivity
Aad which is th'e tnteiligence in all beiags.
He who has aothing but bas ihis Self
Koowlcdge,
Has every'thing.
I salute the Self.
Salutations to M yself, t h e uodi viduL
Consciousaess, the 3nve) of aIl the seee
aad mseea worlds.
Even as syace is uoa8'ccted by the dus<
particles Qoatiog in it,
Even as a )otus is uataiut.ed by ~vatcr,
So eveo I am not affected by anything.
[ do aot entertain craving far pleasore.
Nor do k eish to be rid of it.
Wbatever comes ..)et It copae.
Whatever goes....let it No.
Through my exceltent Self EN'art
have I aitaiaed tbIs %isdom.
I naw remain as the supreme Lord

• Gh Self, the sun that dIspels the darkness
of igaorance in the heart,
%h Self, the prompter of supreme love
and the sustainer of all things in the
Uoiverse.
kalutatioas to Thee.
~Waiiing the word of the Master,
'Watching the Hidden Light.
Q.isteniag to catch H|s orders,
8a the very midst of the Sght.
Seeing His slfghtest signal.
.Across the heads of the throng.
Hearisl His faiatest ibisper
Above Earfhs loudest song.
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Tio have no rc.sistaooe.
To h ave n a i A~ard b arriers against
anythiog,
To be rea)ty free, <ompktely, from all
the miaor urges, eomputsioas, dernaads
mtb all the conAicts and bypocrisies,
Qs to ivnIL. ia life with open anas. T hat
is meditatioa.
Can we o o t b e a ware of everyihiag
AS ITrse
To Iel to xvhat $S, is the eod of. strolgle.
To be AS'ARE, to koow mhat one t$,
is the beginniag of misdom.
%'e can have underetanding of what is,
&nly when we recogniseit withont con-
demnarion, justiiication.nr identilcntion.
%'e must begin ta uuderstanc} ourselves.
We must Rnovr ourselvesas vre ARE,
Not as we wishto be.
The understanding of oneself is seeing
oneself from moment to momeut in the
mirror of relatiomships to proyerty, to
thisls, to peapie and to ideas.
J. C. Krishnamurri.
Life of my life..
I shall ever try to keep my body pure,
Knovring thal Thy Liviag touch is upaa
all my limbs.
I shalt ever try to keep alt untruths out of
xny thboghts,
Knoeial, that Thoe art that Trsth ebich
has kind)ed the Light of Reason ia
my mind.
1~4all ever try, to drive all evih away
from my heart,
Aad keep my body ia b)oom, knoeisg
that Thou has Thy seat in the inmost
shrhe of my heart.
Aad it sbal) be. my eadeavour, to reveal
Thee in my actioas
KaowiN, that it is 7hy Povrer
Which gives me the strength to act.
Oituege?i. 'Vhgore

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'O! r.Oan OF Tm U M V XRSE
( Sri Swami Ramadas)
0 I ord of the uoiverse '. 0 Crearor,
Protector and Destroyerof the Worlds!
t come in all humifity to thy holy feet
a88 'surrende'k myself entirely to Thee.
Deige t o b less me ever with Tby
remembrance.
O. Merciful Divii)c Master! Give me
streogth, purity and Pelce.
Thoo arc seated ia the hearts Of
all, all, aH.,
Thoq, are all purity, all I,oodaess asd
aI1 Love.
Thou are a veritahle ocean of peaoe.
aad bfiss.
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Thou art thq Lover of T hy devotees,
Refugeof the helpless.
Redeemer and Saviour of those who
resiga th=mseives.to T'hee f ''
'
Let .me dedicate. my liTe to Thee and
to 75y service.
Sy Thy grace, may peace and joy
atways dme)l in my heart.
Thou art h4okher;. Master. S I iend
aed s)I to me.
A ccept me as Thy c4i!d and T h y
servant.
Grant me yower to love Thee with
aH my heart.
Let phateqer f, do. Ip a Ptting oimfering
at Thy holy feet. •
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Make me psre i a t hrougb, eot'd I beg of Thee,I prostrate before Thee,
and deed. hearken to this heartfelt prnyer of mine.
I lay my mind at Thy feet, ,5ll it And make me Thine only forever
almays mith Yhy mmembraece. aud ever!
I.et Yhy gtorious iteht illumiae my OM OM OM
heart.
0, Sustiiler oa' the worlds,0, kind
and compassionate Kerd, God of CkocL
s!
Gave me thy diviae visioa Io that I
ssay be Sold Thee im all, as aH. May yoo Ali happy
Make rne ever feel Thy t:ohstant May you Always be true to yourself
fdlovehiy. May you Give oat
May my iife be guided aod eostrolied Love —Love - Wve.
by Thee. SIels you - Sless you,
May Thy Presenee be ever with me.
ia me and eveyvrhere aroun6 cae.