Being preoccupied with our self-image is like being deaf and blind. It’s like standing in the middle of a vast field of wildflowers with a black hood over our heads. It’s like coming upon a tree of singing birds while wearing earplugs.
Quote by Pema Chödrön
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It’s so much easier to see and process the world if we divide it into discrete bits. This is non-fiction, that’s fiction. This is a good restaurant, that’s a bad one. This person is successful, that one isn’t. These distinctions are almost always wrong. Not just wrong, but unhelpful, because by ignoring the stuff in between, we isolate ideas (and people) instead of seeing them as part of a continuous whole. Slopes aren’t necessarily slippery, but they’re far more likely to exist than neat staircases. And then we have to make the very difficult decision of where in the messy middle we’re going to place a marker.
FROM: Seth Godin’s Blog
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I was at the window
when a fly near the latch
was on its back spinning-
legs furious, going nowhere.
I thought to swat it
but something in its struggle was too much my own.
It kept spinning and began to tire.
Without moving closer, I exhaled
steadily, my breath a sudden wind,
and the fly found its legs,
rubbed its face and flew away.
I continued to stare at the latch hoping that someday,
the breath of something incomprehensible
would right me and
enable me to fly.
Poem by Mark Nepo
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