Just so

A similar thought to others this week. We are always gently working on the heart’s capacity to accept life as it actually is

When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept

and he said if he were God

he would have made the world just so and no different.

Cormac McCarthy, The Road

What Guides us

It’s a funny thing… but people mostly have it backward.

They think they live by what they want.

But really, what guides them is what they’re afraid of.

What they don’t want.

Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed

Align with the flow of life

Do non-doing;

Strive for the effortless.
Find flavor in that which has no flavor.
Deal with the small as if it were the great, deal with the few as if it were the many,

Respond to resentment with virtue.
Plan for the difficult while it is still easy;
work on the great while it is still small.

Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching, 63

Rooted

All that power from roots.
Imagine you must survive
without running

Ada Limón , Ancestors

Serenity

He knows how to enjoy the fullness of each moment, as his own mind is serene and at peace. There is a sufficiency in the things around him

At Nantai I sit quietly with an incense burning,

One day of contentment, all things are forgotten,

Not that my mind is stopped and thoughts are put away,

But that there is really nothing to disturb my serenity.

Shou-an , quoted in Suzuki, Essays in Zen Buddhism – First Series 

Appreciate

One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few… My life… lacks this quality of significance and therefore beauty, because there is so little empty space…. There are so few empty pages in my engagement pad, or empty hours in the day, or empty rooms in my life in which to stand alone and find myself. Too many activities, and people, and things. Too many worthy activities, valuable things, and interesting people. For it is not merely the trivial which clutters our lives but the important as well. We can have a surfeit of treasures – an excess of shells, where one or two would be significant.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1906 – 2001, American Writer and Aviator, Author of Gifts of the Sea