What we typically perceive as self-sabotage is actually mystery helping us blow up this matrix and kill our inner demons and the power they have over us.
The battle is as old as Arjuna’s,
Who thought he was fighting his cousins
And their lust for power
But was really up against
The evil
Of his own apathy
Forgiveness is for the forgiver more than it is for the one being forgiven, because you’re the one who carries the weight of the hurt and the anger. You’re the one who is eaten up by it. You’re the one who remains a victim, and the one left feeling powerless and helpless.
In a culture where we are meant to present this glistening image of ourselves or else hide away in the shadows, where we are meant to 'keep calm and carry on', where stoicism, perfectionism and progressive success reign supreme, I say, show us your tears, your anguish, your grief, you ...
I’m noticing how easy it is to lose passion in happiness. The fairytale’s complete, now what? It’s just comfort upon comfort upon comfort, and all of a sudden there are a thousand nuances overlooked, and I’m worlds away from him, feeling like I need to run, jump, dive, ski, swim, anything to ...
The Buddhist level of compassion would be changing ourselves so entirely that we can sit with and accept the threat of terrorism and see it for what it is. The biggest mistake we could make is to react in the face of fear and anger. The biggest mistake we could make is to believe the lies we ...