Sometimes I think I’ve got this life figured out.  Other times I seriously wonder how I could even navigate another day.

Sometimes I think it’s all good and I feel so happy.  Other times I can’t remember what good feels like and am totally miserable.

Sometimes I feel loving-kindness towards the entire world.  Other times I can’t find one ounce of compassion within me.

I have learned this is exactly how it goes.  Nothing to fix.  Accepting reality looks just like this.

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