Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.
We are like children building a sand castle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of colored glass. The castle is ours, off limits to others. We’re willing to attack if others threaten to hurt it. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sand castle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.
Step into the fire of self-discovery. This fire will not burn you, it will only burn what you are not.
When somebody provokes your anger, the only reason you get angry is because you’re holding on to how you think something is supposed to be. You’re denying how it is. Then you see it’s the expectations of your own mind that are creating your own hell. When you get frustrated because something isn’t the way you thought it would be, examine the way you thought, not just the thing that frustrates you. You’ll see that a lot of your emotional suffering is created by your models of how you think the universe should be and your inability to allow it to be as it is.
Kids are insane, sick in the brain
Licking the same wounds, and sit with the same moon above us
But we’re different from the others ‘cause we share the same pain
And all of our tears
And all of our fears
They all come in one form
And yet we think we’re from a different storm
There ain’t no question how
We’ve got to realize now
That it’s mutual
So how long will we continue
To ride this sunken ship?
‘Cause I believe
Yes, I believe
That we can find the surface
And even though it seems like
This airplane is going down
Don’t be afraid
It will all be okay
See there are plenty of parachutes to go around