I found this passage to be uplifting and filled with love.
“The spirit of the evening breeze, the spirit whose ears are strained to catch the supplications of those whom they love to answer, to catch the deep call from your heart and succour you, are ever ready to answer that call. There is nothing hid, so you need not fear to tell them all, and if it is possible, they will help you. We have trod the path before you, we know its roughness, we know that uphill pull, we know how the plain – so clear and smiling – can suddenly be transmuted into a mountain difficult to climb, but be not dismayed, helping hands, beckoning fingers, are near to guide you and help you on wards and on wards.”
pg. 205 The Way of Life by Arthur Findlay