CHAPTER XXI
NATURAL LIVING
Sleep, the saint that evil thoughts and aims
Takest away, and into souls dost creep,
Like to a breeze from heaven.
Wordsworth.
He who would get the benefit of sleep must look after health.
Health, after all, is merely that condition where all parts of the human organism work together without friction. We think of health as something that is bestowed upon us from without; something over which we have no control and almost no influence. Perhaps this queer idea is partly responsible for the general lack of health to-day.
It seems incredible that it is necessary that human beings endowed with tremendous capacity for enjoyment, with everything at hand to enjoy, should be hindered by a mere lack of that harmony that we call health from fully enjoying life. It seems only reasonable that there must be some explanation of lack of health and some way of escape from it.