The way changes as we walk it

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Even in a country you know by heart
     it’s hard to go the same way twice

The life of the going changes.
         The chances change and make a new way

Any tree or stone or bird
    can be the bud of a new direction. The
        natural correction is to make intent
of accident.

To get back before dark
is the art of going.

Wendell Berry, Travelling at Home

photo: padawane

No Maps

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It’s so tempting to want the answers before we begin the journey. We like to know our way.  We like to have maps.  We like to have guides.  But we are more like a breathing puzzle, a living bag of pieces, and each day shows us what a piece or two is for, where it might go, how it might fit.  Over time, a picture starts to emerge by which we begin to understand our place in the world. Unfortunately we waste a lot of time seeking someone to tell us what life will be like once we live it. We drain ourselves of vital inner fortitude by asking others to map our way. The instructions are in the living.

Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening

Map of Ireland 1592 by Abraham Ortelius

Getting stuck in how things “should” be

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Letting go means just what it says. It’s an invitation to cease clinging to anything — whether it be an idea, a thing, an event, a particular time, or view, or desire.

It is a conscious decision to release with full acceptance into the stream of present moments as they are unfolding.

To let go means to give up coercing, resisting, or struggling, in exchange for something more powerful and wholesome – 

which comes out of allowing things to be as they are without getting caught up in your attraction to or rejection of them,

in the intrinsic stickiness of wanting, of liking and disliking

Jon Kabat Zinn, Wherever you go, There you are.

photo paul Harrop