I think if paper had an interest it would be to draw more of us out, especially the parts that are dying for a chance to say something without being censored.
My clinging to anything in this rise and fall becomes my suffering. Let go the little voice in my heart tells me.
Isn’t it amazing how everything can change in a moment. Where anything still and peaceful could feel nowhere near. In a next moment, here I am just as I am. All the chasing and aversion fades back and life stands in its bareness. These aren’t my eyes I say. I never saw the ordinariness like… Continue reading Beating our drum in harmony
When we engage a mindfulness practice, what we are really doing is locating ourselves . When we have a bearing on true nature, we can distinguish between the patterns we run and the essence of who we are.