I've done many things in my life that I felt passionate about. Raising baby birds used to be one of those things. I came across this old photo of one of the babies.
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A beggar had been sitting by the side of a road for over
thirty years. One day a stranger walked by. "Spare some change?" mumbled the
beggar, mechanically holding out his old baseball cap. "I have nothing to give
you," said the stranger. Then he asked: "What's that you are sitting on?"
"Nothing," replied the beggar. "Just an old box. I have been sitting on it for
as long as I can remember." "Ever looked inside?" asked the stranger. "No," said
the beggar. "What's the point? There's nothing in there." "Have a look inside,"
insisted the stranger. The beggar managed to pry open the lid. With
astonishment, disbelief, and elation, he saw that the box was filled with
gold.
Those who have not found their true wealth, which is the
radiant joy of Being and the deep, unshakable peace
that comes with it, are beggars, even if they have great material
wealth. They are looking outside for scraps of pleasure or fulfillment, for
validation, security, or love, while they have a treasure within that not only
includes all those things but is infinitely greater than anything the world can
offer.
The word enlightenment conjures up
the idea of some super-human accomplishment...but it is simply your natural
state... I love the Buddha's simple definition of enlightenment as "the end of
suffering." There is nothing superhuman in that, is there? Of course, as a
definition, it is incomplete. It only tells you what enlightenment is not: no
suffering. But what's left when there is no more suffering?
written by
Eckhart Tolle
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I'm
a flip flop kind of girl living
in a flip flop kind of world
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“Life isn't as serious as
the mind makes it out to be.”
E. Tolle
"Life is a journey"
