are not a
chip on the River of Life, you are a Supreme Master in a Universe of
Facts. You think you are stuck in the harbor mud, but it is only that
the tide is out. Command your Will to put up the sails, God will send
you wind and tide to bear you out of the stale, sordid mental and
bodily conditions you are living in, give you wider horizon, and a
limitless ocean of experience. If anybody does not wish to sail with
you, leave them on the shore. Let go of your past, break away from
conditions that hold you in slavery. Seek new scenery, form new
surroundings, begin a new Supreme Life.

=KEEP YOUR BODY SUPREME:= Go back to Nature; be a fine animal.
Get into the sunshine, the silent woods, the open fields. Magnetize
your body by walking thru the dew barefooted, by sleeping on the
grass, or half buried in the sand. Tuberculosis, rheumatism, insomnia
are unknown to wild animals. Our bodies are sick and weak because we
have denatured ourselves. Make friends of the wild animals, they will
teach you how to keep well. They have not a single case of nervous
prostration in all their vast forest home. Learn to relax. Drop your
tension and you check confusion. Stop a few minutes sometime in the
day and quiet your nerves, rest your muscles, calm your senses, sooth
your thoughts, somewhere in the sunshine, or under the shade of an old
apple-tree. Eat simply, slowly, nuts, dates, cereals, fruits. Drink
abundantly of water between meals. Dress less somber, study your
personal appearance, give it harmony. Keep your body well groomed. A
bath and hair cut will change the out-look of life. Quit habits that
weaken the body. Never talk about your bodily weakness, illness, or
condition, nor listen to those of others. Criticise your body and it
will fail you. Praise your body and it will serve you. Take air-baths,
cold water plunges, or cold water sponges, every morning. Fix your
mind upon having a sound and energized body and you will attract it.
Exercise, walk, run, play, work, and learn to rest. Change your habits
of living. Cut out the grouch. Stop nagging. You're sour because your
pores are stopped up; get a buck-saw and take a sweat. You're morbidly
blue because your solar plexus has gone to sleep; give it half an hour
of internal vibration. Don't knock the weather, like it, get into it,
let it put iron into your blood. Plunge into a storm, it will act as
tonic on your spirit. A dip in the ocean will add magnetism to your
body. Your bo