This kid’s got it right.
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The Buddha said “One inch ahead everything is darkness.” But in that one inch we can see…there is so much to see. We have to look with better eyes.
When the sun rises, it’s a new day. The past no longer matters.
(Source: 135crewin)
Every moment you spend wishing you were some place else is a moment you can’t get back. ~~Charlie Crews, Life.
“Still hurts, don’t it? You would think here it wouldn’t hurt. But it does. That’s just messed up.”
Empty-handed I entered the world
Barefoot I leave it.
My coming, my going -
Two simple happenings
That got entangled.
—Kozan Ichikyo (1283-1360)
Japanese Zen monk,
he wrote this poem on the morning of his death,
laid down his brush and died sitting upright.
Metta & Gravity
Tonight
I wish you well.
May you be safe.
May you be whole.
May you be happy.
May your heart be full.
May you be healthy.
May you be free from pain.
May you live with ease.
May you be at peace.
You are loved.
The light in me burns brighter
because of the light in you.
When you are in that place in you,
and I am in that place in me,
then We. are. One.
Always.
~Namaste
This is no place you need to be, but here. There is nothing you need to do, but this.
“Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.” ~Buddha
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.
