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The more we live by our intellect, the less we understand the meaning
of life.
Leo Tolstoy

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After Shih-Te

I climb these hills as if walking on air

body too light to fall

bamboo staff resting against a great stone

torn cloak snapping in the wind

a lone bird soars the azure depths

far distant springs reflected in its eye

carefree, singing a timeless song

gone—on a journey without end

Shih – Shu (trans. By James H. Sanford)

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Relaxing with the present moment, relaxing with hopelessness, relaxing with death, not resisting the fact that things end, that things pass, that things have no lasting substance, that everything is changing all the time – that is the basic message.

Pema Chodron