Stumbling on Happiness
You’re not going to feel what you think you’re going to feel.
You didn’t feel what you thought you felt.
And, you’re not feeling what you think you’re feeling.
Breathe.
You’re not going to feel what you think you’re going to feel.
You didn’t feel what you thought you felt.
And, you’re not feeling what you think you’re feeling.
Breathe.
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December 7th, 2007 at 3:05 pm
>And, you’re not feeling what you think you’re >feeling.
That’s very confusing. What am I feeling then if I am not thinking?
“I am not of the East, nor of the West, nor of the land, nor of the sea;
I am not of Nature’s mint, nor of the circling’ heaven.
I am not of earth, nor of water, nor of air, nor of fire;
I am not of the empyrean, nor of the dust, nor of existence, nor of entity.
I am not of India, nor of China, nor of Bulgaria, nor of Saqsin
I am not of the this world, nor of the next, nor of Paradise, nor of Hell
I am not of Adam, nor of Eve, nor of Eden and Rizwan.
My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ; “
By Rumi
December 21st, 2007 at 12:12 pm
Have you truly managed to not think? You’re a better buddhist than I, if that’s the case.