Your heart is suffering; it is only human. Do not let yourself be caught in the game of life. It comes and goes. It is fluctuating and not very sure, and you know it. Let yourself be carried with the passing days, while achieving what you came for, neither more nor less. Humans should be taken for what they are: changeable, evolving with time and disconcerted by their own existence, as they don't understand it in terms of the many meanders of its course. An immutable song rises above human turpitudes, always true to form in its beauty and its perfection. Does man's heart require anything more stable and great? Unique is divine love; it cannot be explained. It heals the sharpest wounds; the unhappy hearts take refuge in it. The happy hearts, too, because this refuge is unequalled. Sing its praises. Never weary of doing so, until your dying breath if you can still do it; it will not leave you. It will help you in this ultimate transition towards other climes, an elsewhere which you can already imagine. It will be very different from what you think; it cannot be depicted humanly. Be at peace and quiet on this point. Remain motionless and centred in the heart of life."

Babuji

--Reflections