No longer expecting

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

awareness

Suffering does not belong to awareness; it belongs only to the illusory separate self.

When a thought or feeling appears and we say, ‘This is my sadness,’ we have already misidentified awareness as a person who owns an experience.

But awareness itself is free of suffering – it is like the sky that remains untouched by the storm clouds passing through it.

To abide as awareness is to be free of suffering, not because suffering is denied, but because it is no longer claimed as ‘mine

Rupert Spira, Being Aware of Being Aware 

a decision

I’m a big proponent of “busy is a decision.”

You decide what you want to do and the things that are important to you.

And you don’t find the time to do things – you make the time to do things. And if you aren’t doing them because you’re “too busy,” it’s likely not as much of a priority as what you’re actually doing.

Debbie Milman, radio show host and author

devoted to gratitude

What would it be like

to awaken to a day devoted to gratitude

a day of thankfulness for what was

and yet will be?

Stephen Levine

A poem for those who struggle

When you are in darkness, feeling pitiful or alone,

remember you are blessed with a soul

that is more receptive to the Spirit

and closer to love, joy and peace

than you were when life seemed grand.

This is what “blessed are the poor in Spirit”

means.

Meister Eckhart

Different rhythms

Violence is done to the soul when we are forced to live at a pace that is not our own, when we are held to standards that are not our own, when we are denied the right to rest in the rhythms of our own being.

Parker Palmer, A Hidden Wholeness