
If these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away.
Not ever.
The only way out is in.
Junot Diaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

If these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away.
Not ever.
The only way out is in.
Junot Diaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

Just because things hadn’t gone the way I had planned
didn’t necessarily mean they had gone wrong.
Ann Patchett, 1963 – American author.

To be human we need to experience the end of the world.
We need to lose the world, to lose a world,
to discover that there is more than one world and that the world isn’t what we think it is.
Hélène Cixous, June 1937 -, French feminist writer, poet, playwright, and philosopher.

It could happen any time, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could, you know. That’s why we wake
and look out – no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.

Over and over we break
open, we break and
we break and we open.
For a while, we try to fix
the vessel — as if
to be broken is bad.
As if with glue and tape
and a steady hand we
might bring things to perfect
again. As if they were ever
perfect. As if to be broken is not
also perfect. As if to be open
is not the path toward joy.
The vase that’s been shattered
and cracked will never
hold water. Eventually
it will leak. And at some
point, perhaps, we decide
that we’re done with picking
our flowers anyway, and no
longer need a place to contain them
We watch them grow just
as wildflowers do — unfenced,
unmanaged, blossoming only
when they’re ready — and mygod,
how beautiful they are amidst
the mounting pile of shards.
Rosemery Wahtola Trommer, American Poet, The Way it is

As human beings, not only do we seek resolution, we feel that we deserve resolution. However, not only do we not deserve resolution, we suffer from resolution. We deserve something better than resolution: we deserve our birthright …an open state of mind that can relax with paradox and ambiguity
Pema Chodron, Comfortable with Uncertainty