When a condition is unconditionally accepted, it changes. If it isn’t, we suffer. Acceptance escorts us to the intersection of “Change It” and “Leave It.” No one lives there because waiting is dying.
The mind naturally turns outward. So when someone comes along and says, “The kingdom of heaven is within you,” the mind is, like, “What?” But there it sits: You are not in the universe; the universe is in you.
They are rarely noted, these men without plumage, holding neither opinion nor belief.
We are instructed by a consumer culture to want what we don’t have. ‘Do you have this? Get it!’ As a consequence, we become blind to what we do have, inhabiting a self-created demimonde where the light of gratitude is a dead wick.
We are all individual expressions of the one consciousness. Our companionship is built in, deeper than blood, more real than the frill of genealogy. In the West, we hear, “Love one another.” This strikes me as a bit mushy. In the East, where they prefer to state great truths in the negative, it is ahimsa, meaning ‘do not hurt’. It’s not about helping people. It’s about ceasing to hurt them.