We are Happiness Itself

My Dear Boys,

Accept My blessing and love. Even if our every attempt is a failure, we bleed, and are torn asunder; yet through all this we have to preserve our heart. We must assert our Godhead in the midst of all these difficulties. Nature wants us to react, to return blow for blow, cheating for cheating, lies for lie, to hit with all our might. Then it requires a Super-divine power not to hit back, to keep control, to be unattached.

Dear boys, we require none else to make us happy, for we are happiness itself. The first sign that you are becoming religious is that you are becoming cheerful. When a man is gloomy, that may be dyspepsia, but it is not religion. Today I am with you, in you. Be happy.

With Blessings and Love,

Baba