mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
that's true
"a flower cannot be opened with a hammer." "you can beat one into submission but not into sanctification" how is it that we can extend kindness to another (most others) over manifestations their human frailty, but often we break out the hammer upon the self, as though we could beat and shape ourself into a rightness? how is it that we can wish/pray/bless another with the desire that they be happy and free from suffering; but see ourself as selfish when we ask for the same? why is extending loving kindness to oneself seen/felt as selfish? may you be happy and free from suffering. so ease to gift. may I be happy and free from suffering. stumble. awkwardness.
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