When our thinking is tied, it is dark, submerged, wrong.

"It is dark, so that we cannot distinguish the true nature of things; we see friends as enemies, strengthening trials as useless annoyances. We fail to perceive the so-called defects and errors of others as an aspect of their Buddha-nature.

"It is submerged; it does not float upon the waves of circumstances that can both drown or buoy us up. When all things work together for good because we love God (that is, we seek not to change that which is inevitable, the outside, but only the free, the inside) then we are as light as corks however low the billows descend, however high they mount aloft.

"It is wrong, because our nature is freedom. Perfect service, no task left undone or scamped, as best exemplified in a mother's unfailing tender care, is right because [it is] not tied by duty or public opinion. When we look around and see odious people, a world of stupidity and spitefulness, the weather always too warm or too cold, all the elements conspiring to annoy us, death approaching nearer with its prophetic twinges and dull throbs, this is [what it is like] to be tied, pressed down by dark mournful waves of thought."