The Tragedy Of An Attachment Is That

The Greatest Learning Of The Ages Lies In Accepting Life Exactly As It Comes To Us.

Let’s Suppose That Rain Washes Out A Picnic. Who Is Feeling Negative? The Rain? Or You? What’s Causing The Negative Feeling? The Rain Or Your Reaction? When You Bump Your Knee Against A Table, The Table’s Fine. It’s Busy Being What It Was Made To Be – A Table. The Pain Is In Your Knee, Not In The Table. The Mystics Keep Trying To Tell Us That Reality Is All Right. Reality Is Not Problematic. Problems Exist Only In The Human Mind. We Might Add: In The Stupid, Sleeping Human Mind.

I Leave You Free To Be Yourself: To Think Your Thoughts, Indulge Your Tastes, Follow Your Inclinations, Behave In Ways That You Decide Are To Your Liking.

A Writer Arrived At The Monastery To Write A Book About The Master. "people Say You Are A Genius . Are You?" He Asked. "you Might Say So." Said The Master, None Too Modestly. "and What Makes One A Genius?" "the Ability To Recognize." "recognize What?" "the Butterfly In A Caterpillar: The Eagle In An Egg; The Saint In A Selfish Human Being.

We Live In A Flash Of Light; Evening Comes And It Is Night Forever. It's Only A Flash And We Waste It. We Waste It With Our Anxiety, Our Worries, Our Concerns, Our Burdens.