“That voice is round me like a bursting sea:
‘And is thy earth so marred,
Shattered in shard on shard?
Lo, all things fly thee, for thou fliest Me!…
All which I took from thee I did but take,
Not for thy harms,
But just that thou might’st seek it in My arms.
All which thy child’s mistake
Fancied as lost, I have stored for thee at home.
Rise, clasp My hand, and come! “
– Francis Thompson, “The Hound of Heaven”
Sometimes we think that life is unfair. We may start to believe that bad things happen to us for no reason. Sometimes we complain that we aren’t getting what we want. We think these things because we have forgotten what we already have. It resides in every single one of us. It is more powerful than money or any materialistic good. It is stronger than any relationship or any bond. This one Thing that we have always had and will always have gives us true happiness, abundance, and joy. It’s force is great and It’s energy is endless. It’s God. We just have to try to remember everyday.
“Creation is light and shadow both, else no picture is possible. The good and evil of maya must ever alternate in supremacy. If joy were ceaseless here in this world, would man ever desire another? Without suffering, he scarcely cares to recall that he has forsaken his eternal home. Pain is a prod to remembrance. The way of escape is through wisdom. The tragedy of death is unreal; those who shudder at it are like an ignorant actor who dies of fright on the stage when nothing more has been fired at him than a blank cartridge. My sons are children of light; they will not sleep forever in delusion.”
– The Divine Voice that came to Paramahansa Yogananda