Life Is A Mess, The Same Life That Can Be A Splendor
Or life is a mess
The same life that can be a splendor.
The clouds are not the sky
You are not your clouds
You are not your experience
When all the clouds are gone you will still have a sky
But mans blindness knows no limits.
I denounce my efforts
I’m so tired
I give up knowing
I give up trying to know
I give up the fight
I renounce everything
… And finally I sleep…
And for the first time I don’t dream, I sleep, peaceful.
I didn’t find enlightenment after 6 years of effort
I found enlightenment after a single moment of renunciation
It was in the not trying.
It was in the letting go.
It was sin the allowing.
Only in relaxation can you find anything!
It’s not about creating. It’s about discovery.
If God wants you to be well he will send the medicine to you.
Fine print: Now, you must have tried and hung on in order to let go…
Everything created must first be imagined.
Dare to imagine a future you want to inhabit.