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Every morning, when we wake up, we have twenty-four brand-new hours to live. What a precious gift! We have the capacity to live in a way that these twenty-four hours will bring peace, joy, and happiness to ourselves and others.

Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. The Question is whether or not we are in touch with it. We don't have to travel far away to enjoy the blue sky. We don't have to leave our city or even our neighborhood to enjoy the eyes of a beautiful child. Even the air we breathe can be a source of joy.

We can smile, breathe, walk, and eat our meals in a way that allows us to be in touch with the abundance of happiness that is available. We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive at the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.

Every breath we take, every step we make, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity. We need only to be awake, alive in the present moment. ... Thich Nhat Hanh


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Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Holding hands with the path to Awakening.

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

Dylan Thomas
My, my, I. My oh My. The focus we put on the ego.

Watching this silent transformation unfold. Second by second. Day by day. Week by week. Breath by breathe. Every moment, every happening becomes a wonderful synchronicity.

Comments on "Holding hands with the path to Awakening."

 

Blogger CE said ... (4:09 PM) : 

Kelly,
I was afraid you were going to say that. But don't worry about the ego. This too will pass. To worry about your image too much is attachment to the ego. You need your ego too. And there's nothing wrong with falling in love. We are after all just human beings. What is said or written could not be unsaid or unwritten, altho it could be forgotten or deleted. Just forget it. The wise person doesn't worry about becoming free from the ego; it is after all just a sense of self, an image that is impermanent and that has no absolute value. Just be what you think you are. And nobody will mind. Just an idea.
Try reading Astavakra Samhita.

 

Blogger I Am This said ... (10:47 PM) : 

Two people go to see the same movie, at the same time, with each other. One says: That was a great romance! The other says: That was a great drama! Clearly it was a comedy! [ahh, the filters of perception]

What you interpret in my words, Imemine, are your own projections.

I also perfer to find my truth in experience, not books ;)

 

Blogger CE said ... (10:20 AM) : 

Kelly,
I'm happy to hear that! ;>)
You can forget what I wrote. Not very useful, indeed.
Well, at least I am entitled to my own interpretations, projections, and opinions.
Unless you say otherwise.

 

Blogger CE said ... (1:05 PM) : 

You know when you mentioned something about holding hands, it made me think a lot.
Recently I had a very traumatic experience involving holding hands with a young woman. I will spare you the details. I actually wanted to find out if I could resist a young woman's charm, especially an extremely beautiful one.
So, I just enjoyed holding her hands a lot, without thinking much about it. I actually was becoming sexually aroused by this, but I didn't do anything about it. We never said anything to each other, we just like the idea of being good friends. When we finally stop seeing each other, it broke my heart. I guess I broke her heart too.

 

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