Oh, how human I am. Some days I wake up with expansive energy lifting me out of bed. I bounce on tip toes from room to room, fluttering nearly floating. I connect easily with the world around me and notice rainbow prisms emanating from a closed window, gusts of wind enveloping every inch of my body, the joyful sound of rushing water filling my empty cup.
Other days I am dense. My thoughts weigh me down and I drag my feet behind me, willing them to cooperate. My energy is chaotic and unruly. The war inside me is violent and disheartening; nothing is spared. My reflex is to lament the ‘other’ times. Why can’t I just be happy? Where did this trouble come from? I am filled with embarrassment and shame as I ruminate: I thought I was past this.
But this is life. The good times are tempered by the bad. Good times are often spontaneous and without cause; same with bad. It’s senseless and futile to identify too heavily with either because each is impermanent. It is only when you experience the good with detached equanimity that you can do the same with the bad. This too shall pass. Watch from the seat of awareness. Do not be tricked into becoming attached to the good / happy self or the bad / sad self. Contain both truths in you at all times.
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