To be a pilgrim is to notice the way the light changes the color of the hills,
to listen for the stories embedded in the path,
to let the journey rewrite you
Rebecca Solnit, The Blue of Distance
Our sense of incompletion comes not from lacking something, but from the stubborn and relentless act of comparing ourselves to others. The flower doesn’t look at its neighbor and think, I should be taller, or redder, or more like a rose. It just unfolds in the sun, moment by moment, wholly itself.
We, however, are caught in the painful illusion that we must be better than or different from who we are to be worthy of love. But the lesson of the flower is clear: There is no other. There is only this – this moment, this self, this blooming.
Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening
Everything changes. This is the first law of life. When we resist this truth, we suffer.
But when we relax into the flow of the present – allowing each moment to arise and pass without clinging – we discover a paradoxical stability: the ground of being that never leaves us.
David Richo, The Five Things We Cannot Change… and the Happiness We Find by Embracing Them
Sometimes when you no longer see yourself as the hero of your own drama, you know, expecting victory after victory, and you understand deeply that this is not paradise – we somehow embrace the notion that this vale of tears, that it’s perfectable – you’re not gonna get it all straight.
I found that things got a lot easier when I no longer expected to win….
You understand that, you abandon your masterpiece, and you sink into the real masterpiece…
Leonard Cohen