Wednesday, January 22, 2014

This is only a book, my beloveds; this life is only a book


This is only a book, my beloveds; this life is only a book.  You are the writer.  This life is a canvas and you are the painter.  This life is a song and you sing life into it.  It is all you; it is not what anyone puts upon you.  It is you, but it is the true you. 

If you can accept that, then you will humbly accept what happens in your life, not resist it, but accept because if you truly believe and know the God you are, and this God you are has created this life; if you truly believe, then you will not resist. 

Pain comes from resistance, suffering comes from more resistance.  We were bound by karmic debt.  To leave the cycle, we must know that we are the center, that we are not victims of any circumstance, environment or opportunity.  There is no one to blame for our condition.  There is no past, there is only now. 

Buddha

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