Thou art my Father, I am Thy child. Thou art the Spirit; I am made in Thine image. Thou art the Father who owns the universe. Good or naughty, I am Thy child, and, as such, have the right of possession over all things; but I have been truant and wandered away from Thy home of cosmic plenty. Help me to learn, first, to identify my consciousness with Thine universal consciousness. Rescue my consciousness, shipwrecked on the tiny island of the body. Expand me, and make me feel that I am again Thine image. And when, by Thy grace, I shall find that, like Thee, I am everywhere, then I shall have dominion over all things, as Thou hast.