We often are tempted to identify strongly with the mini movies or stories that are continually running in our heads. However, like the changing weathers of these last few weeks, many come and simply pass away.
We usually take ourselves to be the sum of these thoughts, ideas, emotions and body sensations, but there is nothing solid to them. How can we claim to be our thoughts or opinions or emotions or body when they never stay the same?
Jack Kornfield
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Mindfulness…detachment. Stories are just that. Stories. They don’t define who we are.
Thoughts are air without action, nothing solid, real or even consistent. Random thoughts are the ego trying to direct our being without concern for the consequences.
The ego is a golf ball in an Olympic swimming pool of the mind,, small and man made for identity. Nothing to follow or let lead us around.