I acquired a beautiful shirt the other day. Dove grey. I hung it in the closet but then something strange happened. The shirt said it wouldn’t be happy until I removed two others.
One of Michael Pollan’s primary sources for his book on psychedelic therapy was a scientist who, Pollan observed, “chose his words with a tweezer.” Lao Tzu would have approved. More words count less.
The flames of anger are fed by a man’s ideas and opinions. Once these are eliminated, he’s fine. Birds will perch on his forefinger looking for treats.
Ultimately, nothing is mine, and everything I call “mine” is even now in the process of going back to where it came from. Spiritual maturity is our readiness to let go of everything.
For as long as we thrive on competition, we thrive on violence.
What did school teach me? How to fear failure. How to conform.
Education is derived from the word for “drawing out.”