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Today is sort of surreal. I feel a tinge of sadness at the fact that it's my sister's 17th birthday and I didn't get to wish her a happy birthday properly since she isn't talking to me. Sometimes things have to be broken before they can be rebuilt.
I'm in a mental state of floating, as if my body is trying to take advantage of the cruise control, but I keep finding myself gaining on things at a frightening speed. I remind myself that days and weeks pass quickly. Anyone can carry his burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day. Anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely...
I sometimes mistake the future as tangible and the present as mysterious, an abyss. The folly of craving. It's only that seeing a light at the end of the tunnel makes it hard to embrace the darkness.
Mindfulness is the aware, balanced acceptance of the present experience.
It isn't more complicated that that.
It is opening to or recieving the present moment, pleasant or unpleasant, just as it is,
without either clinging to it or rejecting it.
Having a wider heart and mind is more important than having a larger house.