A MEDITATION: "So much hate there is in the world these days, I thought how I could rise above it all, even but for a moment, to see if hate or love is real. For it came to me that all thing and beings are sustained on and by the Great Breath. I breathe with the movement of the earth and stars; I breathe with the pulsation of the ocean in calm or storm; I breathe with the soughing of the pines or crash of tempest in the forest; I breathe with the song of birds, joyous in the springtime, or raucous as they strike for prey. I breathe with tigers stalking in the jungle, as with the ants and bees. I breathe with the imperceptible fine breath of babes, and with the wheeze of tottering men. I breathe with the breath of saints, and with criminals and outcasts. Though I can not speak their tongue, I breathe with the brown men of southern seas, and stolid men of the Far North. I breathe with the breath of republics and of tyrannies, of the great, the grasping, the long-visioned, the short-sighted. I breathe with those who love peace, and with those who give themselves to war. How, then can I hate?
"When the Great Breath is once more indrawn, the hates will be no more; tyrannies, harsh judgments; injustices will be no more. But the rhythm of the Great Breath will hold all in the boundless union which is Love. This is the Real. And there are, here and now, Beings in the world who breathe that universal Breath of Love to all men. To see what They see, to know what They know, is to cease to hate any thing or creature upon this earth.
"So do I come to find peace in my own heart- -for a moment. Surely, will be other moments; then, hours; then, days; and then -- a life! “A Meditation,” Theosophy Magazine, Vol. 29