THOUGHTS ON LIFE.

New Zealand Herald, Volume LIX, Issue 18101, 27 May 1922, Page 4 (Supplement)

THOUGHTS ON LIFE.

Life is a boat lost on oily waters, dense with fog. Whichever way one turns one's eyes there is no land in sight. This boat is half u, phantom boat, bewitched, tho rudder insecure, the sails flapping futile in an uncertain wind. We are tossed this way or that at the will of the angry waves, or we drift fearfully, hopelessly, in unknown currents. Sometimes a silhouette of land is dimly seen, but the mists gather thick once more, and all is still.

So do we dream ol a port, far distant, where the mists are risen and tho sun of beauty glistens steadily on the sea of experience.

The religion of ;i child depends on what its mother and father are, not on what they say. The perhaps unconscious inner ideal which guides the mother is what guides the child.

Children *ee quite definitely what we really are though it. may be hidden so carefully behind what we wish to be. They' are. intuitive psychologists, and if we wish to possess the will of the child there is only one rule —master our own.

Yearning is the birthright of those miscalled " pessimists," who see life from the point of view ot what is, and what might be, rather than what should be, and what is not. , Many suffer for their own satisfaction and hence without result. To merely acquiesce in suffering; is barren. The wise acquiesce and use. Foreseeing the probable issue, yet not losing sight of hope, they granple, knowing that effort is itself result. —From "Pepper and Salt," by Beatrice Heed.