My thoughts with open mouths seek to drink of bliss in all activities of life. My wild fancies dip their curiosity-parched lips in the golden river of bliss. My feelings swim on waves of ever new bliss. My intuition, spread like the ubiquitous ether through everything, mingles with the all-pervading, inly flowing bliss.
Feeling Ever-Increasing Bliss in Meditation is the Surest Sign of the Divine Presence
Bliss is the polestar to which all mariner souls, storm-tossed on the waves of tumultuous sorrow and exciting pleasure, look for guidance.
Bliss is God’s consciousness - His being, His supreme quality, His infinite life. Feeling an ever-increasing bliss in attentive meditation is the surest sign of His presence. The greater the bliss, the deeper the contact with God.