Tell Me, who could think of the singing of birds but I? Who could have thought of such joy as this, such beauty of sound, so in rhythm with the beat of the Universe? The sweet song of birds sings that all is well. Birds sing that I, God, am taking care of everything, and that everything is on cue.

Birds sing My song. Listen and hear. They sing: '"God is love, and God loves you!" Their songs have many variations, but that is the sum and substance: '"God is love, and God loves you."

Beloveds, be like goldfish who swim through life. How effortlessly they glide! They go around any obstacle or above it and do not think of the word "obstacle". To goldfish, it's as fine to swim this way as to swim that. They do not have their heart set on one direction over another. Swimming is swimming. And merrily they swim.