Brother, stand the pain. Escape the poison of your impulses. The sky will bow to your beauty, if you do. Learn to light the candle. Rise with the sun. Turn away from the cave of your sleeping. That way a thorn expands to a rose.
"Are you stressed? Are you so busy getting to the future that the present is reduced to a means of getting there? Stress is caused by being “here” but wanting to be “there,” or being in the present but wanting to be in the future. Die to the past every moment. You don’t need it."
Allow yourself to be moved to tears by something or someone at least once a day, every single day of your life.
Allow yourself to be touched, to be affected deeply, to be broken every day on the altar of life’s sorrow and beauty.
Don’t let the days pass without holding them so tenderly. Don’t let the moments go by without realising they could be your last.
Rest each day in the house of gratitude. And then you will be able to say, “I was truly open and alive”.
As long as you think that the cause of your problem is “out there”—as long as you think that anyone or anything is responsible for your suffering—the situation is hopeless. It means that you are forever in the role of victim, that you’re suffering in paradise.