Can we ever really be content?
I always want more or better. I find it almost impossible to live in “the now”. I always am thinking about how I can improve things, what would make things better, which often results in me missing what is good at the moment.
It’s good to have hope, and dreams. But it’s is also important not to miss the now, or life just passes by…
living in the now is a bit of a myth, but we can honour our own peace of mind somewhat by saying to ourselves in quiet meditation, “shut the fuck up” when disturbing or distracting thoughts persist while one is trying to have some “momentary” serenity.
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