sun in his strength, is our way of return to the Source whence we sprang forth. It is the Path of Light. It is the Tao.

"Make use of the light, returning again to its Source; Thy body shall be free from calamity's course,"
-- Tao-teh-King.

"Man alone of all the animals goes in quest of his Origin, and perceiving that the highest good is to be sought by him in the highest place, looks to his Maker."-
- Lactantius.

This looking faculty antedates mind, and though offering itself to the service of mind, transcends it in achieving power. For it is primarily what we most see, and not what we most think, that constitutes our presence, power and history.

"It is not possible for anything to take place save in connection with an onlooker," reads an inspired line in the Vedic Hymn.

If we exalt this swift sense, or look unto Him whose ever repeated mandate is, "Behold Me, behold Me," we receive back over the track of our vision tonic and viability to the mind, endurance and beauty to the body, joy and fearlessness to the emotions, integrity and intrepidity to the moral character.

All that we think is made up of the objectives toward which we have directed this deathless, achieving visional power. All that this posit we call body exhibits is the set of accretions that has come over the inner visional track.

"That thou seest, that thou beest."

We collect sadness and depression from directing this