As Mark Twain said: ‘All the worst things in my life never actually happened.’
We leave our real home for this, though we were never pushed away.
We are trying to live the life outside ourselves, rather than the life we already have.
In not-knowing, there is room for everything: the born and the unborn.
Kindness awakens your latent ability to be and commune with the world.
But don’t grasp at the smile — or the flower — or even the words, and most of us do, because we love to attach ourselves to things and meanings, and it’s not about things or meanings.
We just have to keep practising and realising that every moment is precious, and so are we. Not wonderful perhaps, but precious, and human, and as Maezumi Roshi said, ‘Living the unsurpassed life.’
How often, acting upon our need for comfort and security, do we sacrifice our freedom and happiness?