It was said of Socrates that he always wore the same expression.
We do not see what we are looking at. We see our thoughts about what we are looking at. Thoughts prevent us from seeing. “Oh, look, there’s a Muslim.” If we don’t understand this, we will never see anything.
As the word suggests, environmental cleanup begins with the mind.
Mind is polluted if it is irritable, impatient, dissatisfied or wet-nursing a grudge.
Funnily enough, some of our worst polluters are fervent recyclers.
Rare is the man who has no dependencies and, therefore, no anxiety; who can let come what comes and let go what goes.
In order for me to see a fault, I must have the fault. I announce my own defect by pointing out its existence in someone else.
Clear seeing is sight cleansed of judgement.