There is no doubt that the life I lead now is the life I have chosen. The question is, did I choose consciously?
Four year old eyes say,
“Maya, did you know that Shreki was this little (holding hands barely apart) when he was little?”
A spiritual path is often a lonely one. Is it that God has abandoned me on my journey, or perhaps more likely, I have failed to recognize the company and aid of grace He provides through those closest to me? All thing and especially all people in life are sources of God’s wisdom if I am desperate (humble) enough to accept them.
The food rejected by at the dinner table becomes a feast on the streets.
Not all grace may be bestowed directly, but through the love of others, so as to remind me that God, not I, is it’s source.
May your heart be your new thought, and may your old thought be your new toilet paper.
The joy in life is not a reward. It is mined with the chisel of love.
Living life through the mind is like trying to fall in love with someone through the mind. It’s dysfunctional at best and the cause of human suffering at the worst.
Today at work a coworker spent the better part of an hour reading data slides about our school to us. At the end she finished saying, “This is why this matters…”
I submit that if it is not obvious to all why something matters, it just doesn’t.
… is devotion.
To en-joy the moment, that is to imbue the moment with joy, is not to demand something out of the moment, but to finally stop demanding that it fill our emptiness. Only from there can we enjoy the tea for its flavor, the sun for its warmth, and the seasons for their scents.