Every morning a new arrival

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honourably. He may be...

After Spending

After spending decades of my life in a desperate attempt to pass every arbitrary test placed before me by the educational system and society, I have to be constantly reminded that the end goal of all this striving is to live joyfully! Martha Beck: Expecting Adam  

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