Awareness is like the Sun. When it shines on things, they are transformed.
when u take a cookie without askin mama
The universe is made up of experiences that are designed to burn out your attachment, your clinging, to pleasure, to pain, to fear, to all of it. And as long as there is a place where you’re vulnerable, the universe will find a way to confront you with it.
It is not death or pain that is to be dreaded, but the fear of pain or death.
Heaven is this moment.
Hell is the burning desire
for this moment to be different.
It’s that simple.
A dying friend once told me, ‘I wish I hadn’t spent so many Mondays wishing it were Friday. I also wish I had made better use of those Fridays, for better stories on Monday.’