Time for gathering your thoughts.
Time for feeling the sun.
Time for listening to the sounds of nature.
Too many events fill your day, crowd you out of your life, and leave you exhausted without a clear recollection of what you did.
If you paused and took time to put expectations and schedules aside and took a walk instead of lunch, you’d remember that time, empty of intention, more clearly that your busy day.
It is in the empty spaces that life takes place – not in the planning, but in the repose.
You need to be present for what is not there as much as you are for what is.
You need to sense the volume of things.
The expanse of sky.
The breadth of horizon.
You are measured by the things you see.
Your contemplation shapes your life as much as your doing.
Be more on the edge, where looking out and looking in meet.
All truth gathers there and defines your being.
The person who loves you loves you because he or she loves you.
Thats it. No further explanations are needed.
No explanations make sense of love anyway.
When there is a powerful reason, a burning need for someone to love you, then the love that results is precarious and can suddenly disappear.
The people who cling to you may make you feel secure, even powerful at first, but in time their love will smother you and you’ll reject them.
The people who rescue you will end up controlling you, and you’ll come to hate yourself for being weak and susceptible to being bought off so cheaply.
The people who flatter you act on the belief that you cannot tell the difference btween real love and fawning. They insult your intelligence, and you only believe them when you are desperately insecure.
The love that is most powerful exists for itself, without reasons, conditions, or excuses.
When you find someone who loves you because of the person you are, the way you do things, your humour, your personality, or because this person likes the way he or she feels about himself or herself in your presence, be true to this person.
This person mirrors your best.