“Celebrate!” those were Bella’s last words to her husband and sister before she passed away.
The situation was getting more desperate every day. The entire neighborhood crawled out of bed every morning more tired than the day before.
I still remember the day my surgeon called. He said, “It’s breast cancer, the lumpectomy didn’t remove all of the cancer.”
Yogananda once told us, “I see all of you as images of light. Everything — these trees, bushes, the grass you are standing on — all are made of that light. You have no idea how beautiful everything is!”
Wherever Master saw the slightest hope, he encouraged people in the paths of righteousness. He never judged them.