I'm wondering...
If you can’t share something, maybe it’s not really yours.
Fact Checking the Masters’ Stories: One
Self-doubt is not a tsunami that sweeps you up, threatens to crack you into a thousand tiny fragments and turn your refined gait into a jerky mess, and then finally departs, forever vanquished, into the ethers, leaving you under a fig tree to enjoy enlightenment.
Self-doubt lives in every moment, it inhabits the very triumphs it denounces. This, cohabitating with Mara, is the enlightenment Siddhartha enjoyed. It’s yours too, and mine.
Welcome to The Paradox, baby!
choose
prisms
over
mirrors
Say Yes
Look at all the sacred scriptures, yours and mine.
Consider graffiti and cross stitch and your journal entries and doodles and numbers scribbled on the back of matchbooks.
You’ll be reminded that
it’s never about becoming anything.
It’s about saying Yes.
Again and again and again.
I know it's scary...but consider asking for exactly what you want.
one possible answer…
♦ Because it always matters ♦
steps
You can change your path and still love the footprints behind you.
Sometimes
When you’re doing things that are powerful beyond measure,
remember to give yourself rest, powerful beyond measure.
Morning Prayer
I allow the day’s embrace to enfold me;
I allow this world to touch me;
I allow myself to touch this world.
Make sure your steps are carrying you directly to your desires.
Question of the day:
How much thinking is overthinking?
Action
I think it’s possible that
Enjoyment
is the action verb of
Gratitude.
where do you live?
willing to inhabit Evolutionary Road
unstationary compassless
wiling to step right or to step left off the stoop each morning and
resist editing the desire to cross the street
willing to call home someplace new each night
