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\nJanuary 1, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>To Thee, supreme Dispenser of all boons, to Thee who givest<\/span>
\nlife its justification, by making it pure, beautiful and good, to Thee, Master
\nof our destinies and goal of all our aspirations, was consecrated the first
\nminute of this new year. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>May it be completely glorified by this consecration; may those who hope
\nfor Thee, seek Thee in the right path; may those who seek Thee find Thee, and
\nthose who suffer, not knowing where the remedy lies, feel Thy life gradually
\npiercing the hard crust of their obscure consciousness. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>I bow down in deep devotion and in boundless gratitude before Thy
\nbeneficent splendour; in the name of the earth I give Thee thanks for
\nmanifesting Thyself; in its name I implore Thee to manifest Thyself ever more
\nfully, in an uninterrupted growth of Light and Love. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Be the sovereign Master of our thoughts, our feelings, our actions. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art our reality, the only Reality. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Without Thee all is falsehood and illusion, all is dismal obscurity. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>In Thee are life and light and joy. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>In Thee is supreme Peace.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 4<\/font><\/span>3<\/p>\n

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\n

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\nJanuary 2, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a><\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>This marvellous silence manifests Thee despite the mad human agitation \u2013
\nthe immutable and constant silence so living in all things that one has but to
\nlisten to hear it, in contrast with all that is futile noise, vain agitation,
\nuseless dispersion of energies. Let it flower in our being as a source of light
\nand peace; may its power radiate over all in beneficent streams. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art the savour of all life and the reason for all activity, the
\ngoal of our thoughts.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 4<\/font><\/span>4<\/p>\n

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\n

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\nJanuary 3, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>It is always good to look within oneself from time to time and see that
\none is nothing and can do nothing, but afterwards one must turn one’s eyes to
\nThee, knowing that Thou art all and Thou canst do all. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>Thou art the life of our life <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>and the light of our being, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>Thou art the master of our destinies. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/span>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 4<\/font><\/span>5<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\n
\nJanuary 4, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>The tide of materialistic thoughts is always on the watch, waiting for
\nthe least weakness, and if we relax but one moment from our vigilance, if we are
\neven slightly negligent, it rushes in and invades us from all sides, submerging
\nunder its heavy flood the result sometimes of numberless efforts. Then the
\nbeing enters a sort of torpor, its physical needs of food and sleep increase,
\nits intelligence is clouded, its inner vision veiled, and in spite of the
\nlittle interest it really finds in such superficial activities, they occupy it
\nalmost exclusively. This state is extremely painful and tiring, for nothing is
\nmore tiring than materialistic thoughts, and the mind, worn out, suffers like a
\ncaged bird which cannot spread its wings and yet longs to be able to soar
\nfreely. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>But perhaps this state has its own use which I do not see…. In any
\ncase, I do not struggle; and like a child in its mother’s arms, like a fervent
\ndisciple at the feet of his master, I trust myself to Thee and surrender to Thy
\nguidance, sure of Thy victory.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 4<\/font><\/span>6<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 5, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>\n<\/p>\n

\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>For a long while I have been sitting with this note-book before me,
\nunable to make up my mind to write, so much is all within me mediocre,
\nworthless, insipid, hopelessly commonplace. Not a single thought in my head,
\nnot a single feeling in my heart, a complete indifference to everything and an
\ninsurmountable dullness. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>How can such a state be of any use? <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>I am a veritable zero in the world. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>But all this is not at all important. And provided Thy work is
\naccomplished, Thy manifestation takes place and the earth becomes more and more
\nThy harmonious and fruitful kingdom, it matters little whether I accomplish
\nthis Work or not. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>And as it is certain that It will be done, I should have no reason to
\nworry even if I felt like it. From the depths to the outermost surface, all
\nthis, my being, is only a handful of dust; it is but natural that it should be
\nscattered on the winds and leave no trace behind…. <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – <\/font><\/span>47<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\n\u00a0<\/font><\/span>January 6, 1914
\n<\/font> <\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art the one and only goal of my life and the centre of my
\naspiration, the pivot of my thought, the key of the synthesis of my being. And as
\nThou art beyond all sensation, all feeling and all thought, Thou art the living
\nbut ineffable experience, the Reality lived in the depths of the being but
\nuntranslatable in our poor words; and it is because human intelligence is
\npowerless to reduce Thee to a formula that some, a little disdainfully, label
\n\u201csentiment\u201d the knowledge that it is possible to have of Thee, but it is surely
\nas far from sentiment as it is from thought. So long as one has not attained
\nthis supreme Knowledge, one has no solid basis or lasting centre for one’s
\nmental and emotional synthesis, and all other intellectual constructions can
\nonly be arbitrary, artificial and vain. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art eternal silence and perfect peace in what we are able to
\nperceive of Thee. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art all the perfection we must acquire, all the marvels to be
\nrealised, all the splendour to be manifested. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>And all our words are but children’s babblings when we venture to speak
\nof Thee. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>In silence is the greatest reverence.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – <\/font><\/span>48<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 7, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Give them all, O Lord, Thy peace and light, open their blinded eyes and
\ntheir darkened understanding; calm their futile worries and their vain
\nanxieties. Turn their gaze away from themselves and give them the joy of being
\nconsecrated to Thy work without calculation or mental reservation. Let Thy
\nbeauty flower in all things, awaken Thy love in all hearts, so that Thy
\neternally progressive order may be realised upon earth and Thy harmony be
\nspread until the day all becomes Thyself in perfect purity and peace. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Oh! let all tears be wiped away, all suffering relieved, all anguish
\ndispelled, and let calm serenity dwell in every heart and powerful certitude
\nstrengthen every mind. Let Thy life flow through all like a regenerating stream
\nthat all may turn to Thee and draw from that contemplation the energy for all
\nvictories.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – <\/font> <\/span>49<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 8, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Let us shun the paths that are too easy and ask no effort, the paths
\nwhich give us the illusion of having reached our goal; let us shun that negligence
\nwhich opens the door to every downfall, that complacent self-admiration which
\nleads to every abyss. Let us understand that however great may have been our
\nefforts, our struggles, even our victories, compared with the distance yet to
\nbe travelled, the one we have already covered is nothing; and that all are
\nequal \u2013 infinitesimal grains of dust or identical stars \u2013 before Eternity. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>But Thou art the conqueror of all obstacles, the Light that illumines
\nall ignorance, the Love that vanquishes all pride. And no error can persist in
\nfront of Thee.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>0<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 9, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Lord, incomprehensible reality, Thou who ever fleest<\/span>
\nbefore our conquest, effective though it may be, Thou who shalt always be the
\nUnknown despite all that we shall learn to know of Thee, despite all that we
\nshall ravish from Thy eternal mystery, we would go forward, making a complete
\nand constant effort, combining all the multiple paths leading to Thee, go
\nforward like a rising, indomitable tide, breaking down all obstacles, crossing
\nevery barrier, lifting up every veil, scattering all clouds, piercing through
\nall darkness, go forward towards Thee, ever to Thee, in a movement so powerful,
\nso irresistible that a whole multitude may be drawn in our wake, and the earth,
\nconscious of Thy new and eternal Presence, understand at last its true purpose,
\nand live in the harmony and peace of Thy sovereign realisation. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Teach us always more, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Give us more light, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Dispel our ignorance, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Illumine our minds, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Transfigure our hearts, <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>And give us the Love that never runs dry, and makes Thy sweet law flower
\nin every being. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>We are Thine for all Eternity.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>1<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\n
\nJanuary
\n10, 1914<\/font><\/a><\/span><\/b> <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>My aspiration rises towards Thee ever the same in its almost childlike
\nform, so ordinary in its simplicity, but my call is ever more ardent, and
\nbehind the faltering words there is all the fervour of my concentrated will.
\nAnd I implore Thee, O Lord, in spite of the na\u00ef<\/span><\/span>vet<\/span>\u00e9<\/span> of this expression that is hardly
\nintellectual, I implore Thee for more true light, true purity, sincerity and
\nlove, and all this for all, for the multitude constituting what I call my
\nbeing, and for the multitude constituting the universal being; I implore Thee,
\nthough I know that it is perfectly useless to implore Thee, for we alone, in
\nour ignorance and ill-will, can stand in the way of Thy glorious and total
\nmanifestation, but something childlike within me finds a support in this mental
\nattitude; I implore Thee that the peace of Thy reign may spread throughout the
\nearth. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O inaccessible summit which we unceasingly scale without ever reaching
\nThee, sole Reality of our being whom we believe we have found only to see Thee
\nimmediately escape us, marvellous state which we think we have seized but which
\nleads us farther and farther into ever unexplored depths and immensities; no
\none can say, \u201cI have known Thee,\u201d and yet all carry Thee in themselves, and in
\nthe silence of their soul can hear <\/span>
\nt<\/span>he echo of Thy voice; but this silence is
\nitself progressive, and whatever be the perfection of the union we have
\nrealised, as long as we belong by our body to the<\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>2<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

 world of relativity, this Union with
\nThee can always grow more perfect. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0<\/span>But all these words we use to speak about Thee
\nare only idle talk. Grant that I may become Thy faithful servitor.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>3<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 11, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Every moment all the unforeseen, the unexpected, the unknown is before
\nus, every moment the universe is created anew in its entirety and in every one
\nof its parts. And if we had a truly living faith, if we had the absolute
\ncertitude of Thy omnipotence and Thy sole reality, Thy manifestation could at
\neach moment become so evident that the whole universe would be transformed by
\nit. But we are so enslaved to everything that is around us and has gone before
\nus, we are so influenced by the whole totality of manifested things, and our
\nfaith is so weak that we are yet unable to serve as intermediaries for the great
\nmiracle of transfiguration…. But, Lord, I know that it will come one day. I
\nknow that a day will come when Thou wilt transform all those who come to us;
\nThou wilt transform them so radically that, liberated completely from the bonds
\nof the past, they will begin to live in Thee an entirely new life, a life made
\nsolely of Thee, with Thee as its sovereign Lord. And in this way all anxieties
\nwill be transformed into serenity, all anguish into peace, all doubts into
\ncertainties, all ugliness into harmony, all egoism into self-giving, all
\ndarkness into light and all suffering into immutable happiness.
\n <\/span>      <\/p>\n

\n     <\/span>But art Thou not already performing this beautiful miracle? I see it
\nflowering everywhere around us! <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O divine law of beauty and love, supreme liberator, there is no obstacle
\nto Thy power. <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>4<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/span> <\/span>
\n<\/span>Only our own blindness deprives us of the
\ncomforting sight of Thy constant victory. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>My heart sings a hymn of gladness and my thought is illumined with joy. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Thy
\ntranscendent and marvellous love is the sovereign Master of the world.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>5<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 12, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>A Teaching can be profitable only if it is perfectly sincere, that is,
\nif it is lived while it is being given, and words often repeated, thoughts
\nexpressed frequently can no longer be sincere…. <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/span>6<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 13, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou hast passed, O Lord, like a great wave of love over my life, and
\nwhen I was immersed in it I knew integrally and intensely that I had offered to
\nThee \u2013 when? I do not know, at no precise moment and most probably always \u2013 my
\nthought, my heart, my body in a living holocaust. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>And in that great love which enveloped me and that consciousness of
\nperfect renunciation there was an immense serenity vaster than the universe and
\na sweetness so intense and so full of infinite compassion that tears began to
\nflow slowly from my eyes. Nothing could have been more remote from both
\nsuffering and happiness, it was unutterable peace. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O sublime Love, centre of our life, Marvel of marvels, at last I find
\nThee again and live anew in Thee, but how much more powerfully, how much more
\nconsciously than before! How much better I know Thee, understand Thee! Each
\ntime I find Thee anew, my communion with Thee grows more integral, more
\ncomplete, more definitive. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O Presence of ineffable beauty, thought of supreme redemption, sovereign
\npower of salvation, with what joy all my being feels Thee living within it,
\nsole principle of its life and of all life, wonderful builder of all thought,
\nall will, all consciousness. On this world of illusion, this sombre <\/span><\/p>\n

nightmare, Thou hast bestowed Thy divine
\nreality, and each atom of matter contains something of Thy Absolute.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art, Thou livest<\/span>, Thou radiatest<\/span>, Thou reignest<\/span>.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – <\/font><\/span>57<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 19, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O Lord, divine Master of Love, Thou art the eternal victor, and those
\nwho become perfectly attuned to Thee, those who live for Thee alone and by Thee
\nalone, cannot but win all victories; for in Thee is the supreme force, the
\nforce of complete disinterestedness, of perfect clear-sightedness, sovereign
\nkindness. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>In Thee, by Thee, all is transfigured and glorified; in Thee is found
\nthe key to all mysteries and all powers. But one can attain Thee only if one no
\nlonger desires anything except to live in Thee, serve Thee, make Thy divine
\nwork triumph more swiftly for the salvation of a greater number of men. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O Lord, Thou alone art real and all else is an illusion; for when one
\nlives in Thee one sees and understands all things, nothing escapes Thy perfect
\nknowledge, but everything wears another appearance; for all is Thou in essence,
\nall being the fruit of Thy work, of Thy magnanimous intervention; and in the
\nmost sinister darkness Thou couldst kindle a star. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>May our devotion grow ever deeper. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>May our consecration grow ever more perfect. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>And mayst<\/span> Thou, already the real sovereign of
\nlife, become in effect its true sovereign.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\nPage – <\/span>
\n58<\/span><\/font><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 24, 1914<\/font><\/a><\/span><\/b> <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O Thou who art the sole reality of our being, O sublime Master of love,
\nRedeemer of life, let me have no longer any other consciousness than of Thee at
\nevery instant and in each being. When I do not live solely with Thy life, I agonise,
\nI sink slowly towards extinction; for Thou art my only reason for existence, my
\none goal, my single support. I am like a timid bird not yet sure of its wings
\nand hesitating to take its flight; let me soar to reach definitive identity
\nwith Thee.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – <\/font><\/span>59<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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\nJanuary 29, 1914<\/font><\/a><\/span><\/b>
\n<\/a>
\n<\/font>
\n<\/b>
\n
\n*<\/span><\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>It is Thy Presence in every being, O divine Master of love, that makes
\nit possible for every man, even the most cruel, to be open to pity and even the
\nmost vile to respect, almost despite himself, honour and justice. It is Thou
\nwho, beyond all conventions and prejudices, illuminest<\/span>
\nwith a special light, divine and pure, all that we are and all that we do, and makest<\/span> us see clearly the difference between what we
\nactually are and what we could be. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art the impassable barrier set up against the excess of evil,
\ndarkness and ill-will; Thou art the living hope in every heart of all possible
\nand future perfections. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>To Thee all the fervour of my adoration. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Thou art the gateway within reach of our conception leading to
\nunsuspected and inconceivable splendours, splendours which will be revealed to
\nus progressively. <\/span><\/p>\n

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\nJanuary 30, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>All that is conscious within me belongs unreservedly to Thee, and gradually
\nI shall strive always harder to conquer the subconscient, the yet dark bedrock.
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>O divine Master of love, eternal Teacher, Thou guidest<\/span>
\nour lives. It is in Thee alone and for Thee alone that we want to live;
\nenlighten our consciousness, guide our steps, and grant that we may do the
\nutmost we can, using all our energies solely to serve Thee.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

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\nJanuary 31, 1914
\n<\/font>
\n<\/a> <\/span><\/b>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/span>Every morning may our thought rise fervently towards Thee, asking Thee
\nhow we can manifest and serve Thee best. At every moment in the manifold
\nchoices which we can make and which, despite their apparent insignificance, are
\nalways of great importance \u2013 since according to our decision we become subject
\nto one category of determinisms or another \u2013 at every moment may our attitude
\nbe such that Thy divine Will may determine our choice and that thus it may be
\nThou who directest<\/span> our entire life. According to the
\nconsciousness in which we are when taking a decision, we become subject to the
\ndeterminism of the order of realities in which we are conscious; whence the
\nconsequences, often unforeseen and troublesome, that are contradictory to the
\ngeneral orientation of one’s life and form obstacles which are sometimes
\nterrible to overcome later. Therefore, O Lord, Divine Master of love, we want
\nto be conscious of Thee and Thee alone, be identified with Thy supreme law each
\ntime we take a decision, each time we choose, so that it may be Thy Will which
\nmoves us, and that our life be thus effectively and integrally consecrated to
\nThee. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>In Thy Light we shall see, in Thy Knowledge
\nwe shall know, in Thy Will we shall realise. <\/span><\/p>\n

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