This letter is going to be mostly about a very big subject that we will often discuss, thee and I. The subject is: What makes people really happy inside themselves? - the kind of happiness that keeps on shining day after day, not just now and then; and the kind of happiness that lasts in spite of discouraging disappointments and sad events. I don't mean that sorrow isn't real; I do mean that it doesn't continuously darken the skies of a truly happy person.

The answer isn't simple and various ways exist for stating it. I'm forever changing, at least slightly, my way of saying it. Thee will in time decide on thy preferred formulation of it. The important part, which is in itself quite simple and has been understood for a long, long time by wise people, is that happiness is a naturaly result of a full and healthy growing. In that respect men and women and children are like flowers; when they are healthy they grow continually -- and they blossom. The blossom is our happiness. Or it can be compared to a bird's song-- the natural result of living fully. So if there is continuing sorrow or anxiousness or crossness or even boredom, this is a sign that something is wrong...

These are not normal times in our country. Many people are confused or frightened so that they are not naturally-- and happily-- helping one another. And--a strange thing--it is so natural and necessary for all to love and help that one who stops gets twisted. The energy for helping is still there, but when it doesn't get a chance to be used naturally, it sours and turns to hate or miserableness...