We think we are doing things. Ego says, “I’ve done this!” But we are not doing things. Things are being done through us. Like leaves in autumn, we are being blown across the sky.
No one can teach us to yield. In the region of the heart, we’re autodidacts.
Each person expresses the same consciousness. When I meet you behind your eyes, on the other side of the thought screen, I find the essence of myself, the love that I am.
Astigmatism occurs when my vision becomes obscured by memories of pleasure (what I want) and of pain (what I avoid). These memories coalesce into habits. Habits entwine, stiffen, become coarse and spiny-briny. During which process the inevitable happens: I lose my yield.
Men's Work 