So much of what we focus on is of no consequence. It's easy to get hung up on worries and regrets - I'm noticing I create many of my own fears in order to avoid responsibility. Sometimes it seems easier to spin with what's negative, what's gone, than to choose joy.
All that seems lost was never needed in the first place. Every fear, every regret, every longing for the past, or uncertain waffling about the future is inconsequential. No demon, no monster, no tremendous antagonist hovering in the imagination can harm us. Even unto death we are immune.
We are the constantly changing self that is the all and morphs and moves and allows and exists and pumps through the breathing, living, being of eternity.
None of the rest matters.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment