Guiding Light of The Month

O Lord, how ardently do I call and implore Thy love! Grant that my aspiration may be intense enough to awaken the same aspiration everywhere: oh, may good- ness, justice and peace reign as supreme masters, may ignorant egoism be overcome, darkness be suddenly illu- minated by Thy pure Light; may the blind see, the deaf hear, may Thy law be proclaimed in every place and, in a constantly progressive union, in an ever more perfect harmony, may all, like one single being, stretch out their arms towards Thee to identify themselves with Thee and manifest Thee upon earth. - The Mother

Diya



I am a little oil lamp
I am made of clay.
I am held on a caring palm.
I carry a light, a crimson flame.

Oil is gently poured in
A strong flicker is firmly placed.
A friendly hand alights the flame.

I dispel darkness.
I shine like a star on earth.
I am a diya, an oil lamp.
Sandhya

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