He who resolves that he will not rest satisfied with appearances, shadows, illusions shall, by the piercing light of that resolve, disperse every fleeting phantasy, and shall enter into the substance and reality of life. He shall learn how to live, and he shall live. He shall be the slave of no passion, the servant of no votary of no fond error. Divine Centre within (his own opinion, the Finding the heart) he will be pure and calm and strong and wise, and ceaselessly radiate the Heavenly Life in which he lives—which is himself—His Divine Self.
Having betaken himself to the Divine Refuge within, and remaining there, a man is free. All his yesterdays are the tide-washed and untrodden sands; no sin shall rise up against him to torment and accuse him and destroy his sacred peace; the fires of remorse cannot scorch him, nor can the storms of regret devastate his dwelling-place. His to-morrows are as seeds that shall germinate, bursting into beauty and potency of life, and no doubt shall shake
