Letting go of fixation is effectively a process of learning to be free, because every time we let go of something, we become free of it. Whatever we fixate upon limits us because fixation makes us dependent upon something other than ourselves. Each time we let go of something, we experience another level of freedom.
Traleg Kyabgon Rinpoche, Letting go of Spiritual Experience
At the end of the day, we discover that humility
– the strength to separate our sense of the meaning of life from what we do –
is the only real answer to lifelong happiness.
Joan Chittister, Aspects of the Heart
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Sometimes it takes a great sky
to find that
small, bright and indescribable
wedge of freedom
in your own heart.
David Whyte, The Journey
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. Matthew 6: 21
In general, the basic attitude that works best in meditation is to let go of how things should be, and address how things appear to be. Addressing what arises through an attention based on good-will, empathy and letting go helps to lead the mind from a good position, and that in itself can ease the mind out of a hindrance. When we really find value in good will and letting go, then there’s much less room for hindrances to breed. Regard the mind as a treasure to be guarded, valued and polished: with this attitude one gets to live with the most reliable source of well-being.
Ajahn Sucitto, Meditation
There comes a time when the bubble of ego is popped and you can’t get the ground back for an extended period of time. Those times, when you absolutely cannot get it back together, are the most rich and powerful times in our lives.
Pema Chodron
The experience of the self is always a defeat for the ego
Jung
Who hasn’t thought, “Take me with you,”
hearing the wind go by?
And finding himself left behind, resumed
his own true version of time
on earth, a seed fallen here to die
and be born a thing promised
in the one dream
every cell of him has dreamed headlong
since infancy, every common minute has served.
Born twice, he has two mothers, one who dies, and one
the mortar in which he’s tried. His double
nature cleaves his eye, splits his voice.
So if you hear him say, while he sits at the bed
of one mother, “Take me home,”
listen closer. To Life,
he says, “Keep me at heart.”
Li-Young Lee, American Poet, To Life
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