Ego dies when we accept the unacceptable, and when we do it now. Ego cannot die in the future.
Nothing changes until acceptance enters the picture.
Ordinary life is the life of an ox. It is dull, conformed, routinized. It goes round and round, repeating itself.
To slay a dragon, kill a habit.
In the middle of life, in our 30s or 40s, the looking-good game starts to fall apart.
Here begins the descent. And the terrors.
Here also is where lives transform, where miracles happen.
It is not possible to change another person. Neither is it necessary. We make this discovery when we change ourselves.
Beware of the reformers, of the men who polish the mirror. You and me, let us change what appears in the mirror. Let us change our face.