All your life you work very hard to collect things but are they yours? All your life you work very hard to become somebody, to have a name, to have a title, but is that really you?
When you were in your mother’s womb your parents had a lot of ideas about you, they dint know you were a boy or a girl and they being in love with you, made their little plans for you. If its a boy we will teach him, he will do this he will do that. If it is a girl she will be so pretty, she will become this.. she will become that.. But when you come out into this world there is a very short period of time in which whoever is in the delivery room hold their breath waiting, because it is not about aspirations in that moment and it was not about your gender, they are all interested about knowing one thing, "Are you breathing or not!" That's how it is. And if you are breathing, then "Congratulations, its a boy, its a girl!" This is a funny thing.. this happens again. You know when? In the end.. In the end they wait and wait unless they know when you stopped breathing. And then they are.. "Oh! He has gone!."
Don't you see that everything you are is predicated on something so incredibly simple and everything you do in your life seems so far removed from that clarity. So, is this reality ugly.. No, it is beautiful.
Welcome to the world of Life, Welcome to the world of existence, Welcome to the world of Joy! Welcome to the world of understanding, because this is what it is about. The peace that dances in your heart, not the doubts that havoc in your mind, the reality of your existence which is supremely sweet.
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