We run and run in our squirrel cage, thinking the constant squeaking of the wheel of our achievements is a verification of our reality and worth. But in actual fact our frantic efforts to move on to the 10 more tasks that have to be done is nothing but a last ditch effort to drown out the haunting fears... The false self convinces itself that it is what it does. Hence the more it does,achieves,and experiences,the more real it becomes. But the success of this adventure is a temporary one. Finding our true self emerges when the adventure of the false self leaves us drained and exhausted. That is when we surrender to what was always there..
The stirring of the leaves p.98 makes the wind visible. Their stirring is the wind's stirring, their whisper is the wind's whisper. And so with love. Our actions of love make the invisible visible.
I have come to the place in my knowing that its not only what i do but that if love is in the background of what i do then there is peace,kindness, and true love.
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