The present moment is the canvas of creation: our perception, a palette of primary colors; our actions, brush strokes — while thought provides both background and texture. To know these things is the beginning of the artful life.
Any lingering shame over who or what you were in “days gone by” is like a newly opened rose blushing for having once been a bud…
No individual relationship is the (sole) cause of one’s conflict or pain; our relationships reveal the nature of an unconscious pain that we bring into them with us. To start discerning the difference between these (two) perceptions is the beginning […]
No animal hides in shame for being itself. No tree bends to the opinion of others. No wind avoids the granite face before it. Only human beings cultivate ways in which to fawn or cower before one another, and all […]