Nature Does Not Demand That We Be

The Moment Comes When The Great Nurse, Death, Takes A Human, The Child, By The Hand And Quietly Says, "it Is Time To Go Home. Night Is Coming. It Is Your Bedtime, Child Of Earth. Come; You're Tired. Lie Down At Last In The Quiet Nursery Of Nature And Sleep. Sleep Well. The Day Is Gone. Stars Shine In The Canopy Of Eternity."

We Are The Carriers Of Health And Disease - Either The Divine Health Of Courage And Nobility Or The Demonic Diseases Of Hate And Anxiety

A Love Of Neighbor Manifests Itself In The Tolerance Not Only Of Opinions Of Others But, What Is More Important, Of The Essence And Uniqueness Of Others, When We Subscribe To That Religious Philosophy Of Life That Insists That God Has Made Each Man And Woman An Individual Sacred Personality Endowed With A Specific Temperament, Created With Differing Needs, Hungers, Dreams. This Is A Variegated, Pluralistic World Where No Two Stars Are The Same And Every Snowflake Has Its Own Distinctive Pattern. God Apparently Did Not Want A Regimented World Of Sameness.

We Achieve Inner Health Only Through Forgiveness - The Forgiveness Not Only Of Others But Also Of Ourselves.

Self-understanding Rather Than Self-condemnation Is The Way To Inner Peace And Mature Conscience.