This morning I was meditating with my eyes open.
(This looks very strange if you see someone doing it!)
sun moved to position that meant my reflection was looking back at me.
And it became very clear; there is no subject, there is no object, there is just looking, and everything is an appearance in consciousness.
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One of the greatest lies we tell ourselves is that we’re falling behind. That someone else is ahead.
As a young man I associated strength with force; louder voices, sharper opinions, firm lines in the sand.
There’s a strange kind of pride we’ve developed in being exhausted. But even lions, the king of the jungle, rest.
We sometimes believe strength means self-sufficiency — that being independent means being isolated.