But listen to me.
For one moment quit being sad.
Hear blessings dropping their blossoms
around you.
Rumi
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Category: Make the most of life
Sunday Quote: Able to hold both
There is no paradise,
no place of true completion
that does not include within its walls
that does not include within its walls
the unknown.
Jane Hirshfield
Beyond the story
In meditation one tries to calm the body and the senses, to calm the mind, and become what’s called “the silent witness,” the witness beyond the mind. We in the West think that the mind is everything, but all Eastern practice is to get beyond the mind to the point of the silent witness, where you’re witnessing yourself, where you’ve gone beyond the ego, beyond the self.
The Indian tradition rests on what the West has largely lost: that there are three levels. There is the level of the body and the level of the mind, which the Western world thinks is the end. But beyond the body is the spirit. And that is the goal of life, to get to that.
Bede Griffiths
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Not holding on
We can sometimes make our experiences very solid and permanent. This gives them more importance and increases our tendency to become identified with their energy, and get stuck in the story, causing more suffering in this way.
Transience is the force of time that makes a ghost of every experience. There was never a dawn, regardless how beautiful or promising, that did not grow into a noontime. There was never a noon that did not fall into afternoon. There was never an afternoon that did not fade toward evening. There never was a day yet that did not get buried in the graveyard of the night.
In this way transience makes a ghost out of everything that happens to us.
John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
The real challenge
The only choice we have as we mature is how we inhabit our vulnerability,
how we become larger and more courageous and more compassionate
through our intimacy with disappearance.
David Whyte
Quiet Minds
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened
but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, just
like a clock during a thunderstorm.
Robert Louis Stevenson
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