The traffic yesterday was nearly impossible – the distraction of rain causing numerous delays as rising floodwaters threatened the ‘only path home.’ As the traffic lurched forward, a young woman in the car next to me began screaming and yelling – in a final fit of rage, she slammed her fists into the dashboard.

I thought to myself, ‘how odd, these attachments’ – casting every last effort into such self-limiting means.

“In our busy world, we tend to overlook the capacity we have to allow the mind to settle down and rest,” Jack Kornfield writes, “to become deeply silent and peaceful.” Though, how often do we consider an alternate measure? To accept life’s blessings without the burden of qualification?

Someone once offered that we accept only what we know,  that we are ‘incapable’ of seeing what a closed mind keeps from view. And yet, although the habit of conformity offers an ease within its complacency – still the heart seeks that which can often only be imagined…

A lasting peace tendered at the crossroads of willingness and release.

In peace…

Namaste ❣️