322 The Law of the Rhythmic Breath 



our Prana is colored red, and this redness turns 

 upon ourselves. It may burn up our substance, 

 we may look lean and lank, we may have ten 

 thousand other diseases. Terrible retribution of 

 angry words! If our words are full of divine 

 love and adoration, kindness and morality, words 

 which give pleasure and satisfaction to whosoever 



hears them the colors of the Prithivi and the 



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Apas we become loving and beloved, adoring 

 and adored, kind and moral, pleasing and pleased, 

 satisfying and ever satisfied " (Nature's Finer 

 Forces) . ( 



As I quote the above, there is brought to my at- 

 tention a most interesting result from experiments 

 in chick-breeding in a great hennery which is con- 

 ducted strictly upon psychological principles. 

 From the hour the eggs (over 400) are placed in 

 the incubator, the same attendant cares for them, 

 turning and cooling them; and as he handles the 

 eggs, he talks to them, telling them the germ of 

 life is there, they must be good little chicks, and 

 will come out of their shells in so many days, what- 

 ever it be. Like clock-work, on the twenty-first 

 day, every chick peeps forth from its shell; and 

 here is the point that bears upon our study: If 

 the attendant be changed and a strange voice greet 

 these just-hatched babies, they are panic-stricken 

 and flee about wildly for refuge; but the voice that 

 has talked to them through the shell for twenty- 



