Dwell up there in the simple and noble regions of thy life. Obey thy heart and thou shalt reproduce the foreworld again.— Emerson.
Who of us has not suffered from sleepless nights? The subjective life in which, as Macdonald so quaintly suggests, our souls go home to their father's house to gain refreshment for the morrow, is often sacrificed to the anxieties of the objective day which chain us to our tasks.
This is not right; consequently it is not necessary. We offer many explanations: business cares, regrets for the past, anxieties regarding the future, perplexities of the present. We are oppressed with sorrow, troubled by criticism, depressed by seeming helplessness and inability to carry out our purposes. So we toss wearily through all the long hours of the night; and even dread, perhaps, the coming of the day, with its responsibilities. We feel we cannot meet the problems that will present themselves.
Let us make a diagnosis of insomnia, and prescribe a remedy. We are reluctant to admit it, but there can be but one cause: it is the thought of self,—egotism. This is the root of every fear and the single cause of all unbalanced mental conditions. The first indications are self-consciousness and diffidence, which is sometimes mistaken for a virtue, and offered as evidence of a modest spirit.
When we conceive justly of ourselves, the fault of self-depreciation is as impossible as egotism. To indulge in either is to produce thought vibrations which are not the harmonies of true life.
Harmonious vibration brings us peace. It manifests serenity and confidence in every situation of the objective life, and makes it easy and delightful to pass into the tranquility of sleep. We learn to identify ourselves with both universal energy and universal repose. We become sensible of the rhythm in which we alternate between subjective and objective, night and day, mortal and immortal. We feel no painful sense of separateness in any phase of our existence. The great life of the universe throbs in us joyously. We are never helpless nor alone.
If in any hour we feel disturbed, we know that our vibration must be changed. Here, then, is our remedy for restlessness.
We control our vibratory life through thought. Let us take up a new thought and we will find the entire system will respond to the change, and attune itself to the new keynote. The experiment is easily made. We will choose for every night a mental sleeping draught,— some word of the philosophers or poets that appeals to our especial need. We will soon get into the tuneful vibrations of the thought, and find them infinitely more effective than bromides and opiates, for the simple reason that they feed the true soul life, and bring us into harmony with the greater life of which we are the individual expressions.
Requiescat in pace.
The heart of being is celestial rest. —Edwin Arnold
Casting all your care upon him, for he careth for you. —Peter
In nature every moment is new; the past is always swallowed and forgotten; the coming only is sacred. Nothing is secure but life, transition, the energizing spirit. —Emerson
Think how worthless everything is after which men violently strain. —Marcus Aurelius
We sit and weep in vain. The voice of the Almighty saith, "Up and onward forevermore." —Emerson
In the morning when thou risest unwillingly let this thought be present: "I am rising to the work of a human being. Why, then, am I dissatisfied if I am going to do the things for which I exist and for which I was brought into the world?" —Marcus Aurelius
Think not so much of what thou hast not as of what thou hast. But of the things which thou hast select the best and then reflect how eagerly they would have been sought if thou hadst them not. —Marcus Aurelius
Let it make no difference to thee whether thou art cold or warm if thou art doing thy duty; whether thou art drowsy or satisfied with sleep; and whether ill spoken of or praised, and whether dying or doing something else. —Marcus Aurelius
A man who stands united with his thought conceives magnificently of himself. He is conscious of a universal success even though bought by uniform particular failures. —Emerson
Nothing can work me damage except myself. —St. Bernard
It is your Father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom. —Jesus
Fortune never helps the man whose courage fails. —Sophocles
Do not disturb thyself by thinking of the whole of thy life. —Marcus Aurelius
The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks. —Emerson
Great peace have they that love thy law. —Psalms
Keep to the score and thou hast naught to fear. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Trust thyself. Every heart vibrates to that iron string. —Emerson
"If my bark sink, 'tis to another sea." I affirm that tranquility is nothing else than the good ordering of the mind. —Marcus Aurelius
And I smiled to think God's greatness
Flowed around our incompleteness,
Round our restlessness His rest.
I see not any road of perfect peace which a man can walk but to take counsel of his own bosom. —Emerson
No longer be either dissatisfied with thy present lot, or shrink from the future. —Marcus Aurelius
Do that which is assigned thee and thou canst not hope too much or dare too much. —Emerson
Be like the promontory against which the waves continually break. —Marcus Aurelius
Think not that with the day thy work is done:
Through all the night thou'rt moving toward the sun.
It is within the province of every divine man to command with authority the waves of life with "peace, be still," and to issue the edict also, "let there be light."