Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Easy habits.

July 21, 2017

 

It's funny, really, what seems obvious after it's pointed out, that the stories we tell ourselves by rote aren't in any way reality. These are projections and, more often than not, dire predictions. Maybe it's not everyone; maybe there really are optimists out there, born that way, who, when a thing goes wrong, they assume it's a one-off, they'll get past it and things will get better. 

 

Whether or not that's true, in the long run, doesn't matter. What matters is that energy, that easy, assumed ability to believe. It must be a wonderful place. And, like everything else, it must be something the rest of us, with habitual, mindful practice, can learn.

 

At least, that's what I'm telling myself...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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