“Do you have any plans for the summer?” my dental hygienist asked brightly. “No,” I said. “How about you?” “Five weddings and three baby showers,” she replied.
Age and stage
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“Do you have any plans for the summer?” my dental hygienist asked brightly. “No,” I said. “How about you?” “Five weddings and three baby showers,” she replied.
My name is a small, battered valise. I carry my attachments in it.
Man is pure when desireless, simple when fearless.
It’s a fairly bald statement from ACIM: “Everything is in your own best interests.” No qualifiers or caveats—everything. Ego’s goal setting counts for nothing. Therefore, embrace what comes.
Even this? Especially this.
Death is the falling away of everything we don’t need—our traditions, beliefs, habits, hopes, memories, worries, fears, resentments, five-year plans, medications, opinions, cultural associations, club memberships, loyalties, animosities, calculations, the voice in the head that interprets, judges, discriminates, rejects, invites and analyzes.
This falling away is already happening—as I write this, as you read it.