A clean bright heart

Phenomenon are preceded by the heart, ruled by the heart, made of the heart.

If you speak or act with a calm, bright heart, then happiness follows you, like a shadow that never leaves

Dhammapada Twin Verses, 2

At peace

Peace can only exist in the present moment. It is ridiculous to say “Wait until I finish this, then I’ll be free to live in peace”. What is “this”? A diploma, a job, a house, the payment of debt? If you think that way peace will never come. There is always another “this” that will follow the present one. If you are not living in peace at this moment, you’ll never be able to. If you truly want to be at peace, you must be at peace right now. Otherwise there is only hope for peace “some day.” 

Thich Nhat Hahn, The Sun my Heart

A burning patience

Lastly, I wish to say to the people of good will, to the workers, to the poets: The whole future has been expressed in this line by Rimbaud: “Only with a burning patience can we conquer the splendid City which will give light, justice and dignity to all mankind

Pablo Neruda, 1904 – 1973, Chilean poet

Tolerance

People take different roads seeking fulfilment and happiness.

Just because they’re not on your road doesn’t mean they’ve gotten lost.


The Dalai Lama

Not more, but less

When we seek happiness through accumulation, either outside of ourselves-from other people, relationships, or material goods-or from our own self-development, we are missing the essential point. In either case we are trying to find completion. 

Completion comes, not from adding another piece to ourselves,

but from surrendering our ideas of perfection

Mark Epstein, Going to Pieces without Falling Apart: A Buddhist Perspective

Good and bad habits

It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route and make a beaten path for ourselves.

I had not lived there a week, before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct.

The surface of the earth is soft and impressible by the feet of men; and so with the paths which the mind travels. How worn and dusty, then, must be the highways of the world, how deep the ruts of tradition and conformity!

Henry David Thoreau, Walden