There is so much happening right now out and about; there are positive things, situations, events going on all over the globe. And yet there seems to be as many negatives happening too.

There is a broad feeling, for me at least, that is not settling. And it’s making me realize that I am going to have to dig a bit deeper to do my part in trying to redirect the negative to the positive. I am going to use the prayer to Paramhansa Yogananda, to guide my thoughts, will and action. Better Him than the little me!

Peace is key, inside and outside. With peace inside ourselves, we can share a more harmonious environment. A more harmonious state of being or consciousness.

Let’s start our days this year with a prayer for peace. (Paramhansa Yogananda’s Prayer for Peace and Harmony follows, shared by Nayaswamis Jyotish and Devi)

Visualize the person in question in the divine light, and then pray from your heart, “Lord, fill [him/her/a situation] with peace and harmony, peace and harmony.” Repeat this for about a minute. Then visualize yourself in divine light, and say, “Lord, fill me with peace and harmony, peace and harmony” for fifteen seconds. For maximum effect it’s recommended to say this prayer (both parts) five times daily.

We want to use this prayer now by saying, “Lord, fill this world with peace and harmony, peace and harmony” (for about ten repetitions), followed by, “Lord, fill me with peace and harmony, peace and harmony” (for three repetitions).

Peace is the treasure of a focused mind, the fruit of self-control, and the laurel earned by inner victories.
Peace comes from working with things as they are, not as we wish they were.
Peace, like a crystal stream, flows through hearts that are inspired by high ideals.
Peace is the rose-bud of kindness, spreading wide its petals in those who wish harm to no one, and mentally send their blessings to all.
Peace must be shared; never can it be hoarded.
Peace takes root in the soil of non-attachment; it flourishes when watered by daily libations of desirelessness.
Peace is, eternally, the wing-beat of inner freedom.
Peace and her sister, Humility, are sky and earth of the Garden of Paradise.
Peace is the dawn-cloud messenger of our Father’s love.
—Swami Kriyananda, poem written Christmas of 1991

Peace flows through my heart, and blows through me as a zephyr.
Peace fills me like a fragrance.
Peace runs through me like rays.
Peace stabs the heart of noise and worries.
Peace burns through my disquietude.
Peace, like a globe of fire, expands and fills my omnipresence.
Peace, like an ocean, rolls on in all space.
Peace, like red blood, vitalizes the veins of my thoughts.
Peace, like a boundless aureole, encircles my body of infinity.
Peace flames blow through the pores of my flesh, and through all space.
The perfume of peace flows over the gardens of blossoms.
The wine of peace runs perpetually through the winepress of all hearts.
Peace is the breath of stones, stars, and sages.
Peace is the ambrosial wine of Spirit flowing from the cask of silence,
Which I quaff with my countless mouths of atoms.
—Paramhansa Yogananda, Metaphysical Meditations