Wild flowers in Halls Gap, Victoria, Australia (Nov 2004)
Are you here to merely indulge in the beauty of this transient life?
Or have you come to make it even more beautiful?
Me? I am learning that letting go can be a beautiful thing.
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Beautiful picture!
Letting go is not about giving up responsibilities or hope.
On the contrary, the beauty of it is not grasping to things that will mislead u to believe they are permenant, the result of this is a pair of wise eyes to work with a kind heart that will work well with the nature of all things.
Let go but never give up, true hope waits for wise and kind. :-)
Indeed letting go doesn't mean giving up responsibility but seeing the "truth" of our experiences as impermanent, whether it is "good" or "bad". Joy is savouring the experience of the moment, the joy of watching our kindness bringing happiness to other sentient beings like cats but when the time comes for parting, we let go but the joy of the connections remains like reverberations in our mind.
Kootoo: a male tabby adopted from the SPCA on 8 May 2005.
Muffin: A white and ginger male shorthair adopted via CWS on 13 April 2006.
Milo: Ginger boy adopted on 23 June 2006.
Mama: Tortoiseshell gal, Milo's mummy. Adopted on 22 Nov 2008.
We are affectionately known as Kootoo Monster, Muffin Terror, Milo Poopster and Mama Gangsta.
We are the proud owners of Mama Piggy and Papa Porky.
2 comments:
Beautiful picture!
Letting go is not about giving up responsibilities or hope.
On the contrary, the beauty of it is not grasping to things that will mislead u to believe they are permenant, the result of this is a pair of wise eyes to work with a kind heart that will work well with the nature of all things.
Let go but never give up, true hope waits for wise and kind. :-)
Indeed letting go doesn't mean giving up responsibility but seeing the "truth" of our experiences as impermanent, whether it is "good" or "bad". Joy is savouring the experience of the moment, the joy of watching our kindness bringing happiness to other sentient beings like cats but when the time comes for parting, we let go but the joy of the connections remains like reverberations in our mind.
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