To thine own heart be true. Where does your heart leap to? And where does it fall down from? And, yet, do not jump to conclusions as to where your happiness lies. Give yourself breathing space. Find the level of your heart. Where does it like to be? If your heart were a bird, what tree does it like to sit on? What note does it like to sing? Deeper than deep, where does your heart's happiness lie?
Have no fear. Be free from fear. This is not a new idea. What do you need fear for? Why put the shadow of fear over you? Why subject yourself to fear’s machinations? You must have had enough of fear by now. Fear’s time is up.
Beloved, sometimes you may feel you are in a chamber of some kind where you cannot quite hear or see or be heard. There is not even an echo. You may not actually exist for all you know. What does it mean not to exist?
Anger is ego’s henchman. Whenever you are angry, know that ego is at play. Anger is a by-product of ego. Whether your anger is justified or not, anger itself is a representative of ego. Anger doesn’t let you think. Anger not only surmounts the heart, it also surmounts the mind. Anger takes over, and you see red. Red is the color of anger. Red-hot is anger’s temperature.
Life is long stretches and short spans. Life is remembering and forgetting. There isn’t anything that life is not. It is hilarious, and it is, also, from your timid point of view, horrific. It is a mixed bag, but is it really?