Security

We all want the comfort of knowing that there are things we can count on, that there is something in this life permanent. Yet, everything seems to slip away from us; people, places, and events all change. And as they go so does our sense of security, leaving us once again seeking something to give us a permanent sense of well-being. There is a cure for this seemingly endless longing. It is a spiritual one...

We all want the comfort of knowing that there are things we can count on, that there is something in this life permanent. Yet, everything seems to slip away from us; people, places, and events all change. And as they go so does our sense of security, leaving us once again seeking something to give us a permanent sense of well-being. There is a cure for this seemingly endless longing...

How is it possible for a man or woman to be both prisoner and, without ever knowing it, his or her own prison maker at the same time? Each time the me mind envisions some future event, it's actually trying to find a feeling of security for itself. But the only security this lower nature can ever know is imaginary. So it has to dream up one scene after another where somehow you'll come out a winner...

If we ever hope to know the nature of true spiritual peace, we must do the best we can to meet each moment -- as fully as possible -- from the whole of ourselves, and then witness the results... in silence. And, whether or not we hit the mark -- still strive to be patient and kind to others, as well as with ourselves. Nothing more, nothing less; keep it simple. So that, unlikely as it may seem - in this way we are awakened to a great paradox...

Learn to answer the true need of the moment by attending only to what it asks of you -- and, inseparable from this new intention, to drop any troubled question posed by a disquieted mind that can't see, let alone realize, how it disturbs itself seeking relief from its own unrest!