If you don’t realize the source,
you stumble in confusion and sorrow.
When you realize where you come from,
you naturally become tolerant,
kindhearted as a grandmother,
dignified as a king.
Immersed in the wonder of the Tao,
you can deal with whatever life brings you,
and when death comes, you are ready.
I dissolve to recreate, I shatter to become whole again, I change to progress, I let go to grow, I forgive to move on, I lose to find myself and I love to finally find my peace !
The pot needs to be broken again and again to recreate itself. For it to become a bigger one, It needs to lose the older one. The act is of preparing itself to carry more . And so do I. I too need to constantly break free of my older chains and concepts. And also ideas of what is, what I have been, what I believed in and what I have been chained by or to.
I used to feel fearful of the breaking of the pot. I need not fear any more. I imagined that the breaking will be painful. But I recognize now, that it is for my own good and growth . I finally realize that this is the natural process, . I cannot hold on to the breaking of the pot. It will happen automatically in due time. That is it’s nature. And the outcome on the contrary to what everyone believes in, is not of pain or suffering, but of understanding, compassion and love…
Some people say: “In this big universe, you’re just a speck of dust.”
You may be a speck of dust, but oh, what a speck of dust.
In this speck of dust, the infinite and the finite are fused;
and you are the threshold of the two.
Here, the mortal being comes as close
as it possibly can to the immortal.
The same power that drives the universe breathes us.
We have been chosen to be the platform for life.