I love the farmer story. It is hard to keep the balance when you felt like you can do something to prevent the lost of someone you prayed for if you knew it would happen. She was I thought a gift I carried for 7 months, but was taken away. Perhaps I will be given 6 more, only God knows. Today I am starting my quest for mind and body balance by studying yoga. I believe this is a long journey, well I'd rather take this road than isolate. I should be able to befriend with loss and failure as I am with happiness and success.
All wonderful & what I practice. Metta has deeply changed my experience with circle of friends, family & anyone I've felt resentment towards, yet still haven't felt equanimity around the ongoing horror that animals & innocent people everywhere suffer as a result of the mega powers that be. Not even anger towards the perpetrators as much as the visceral knowledge of innocent suffering with powerlessness to stop it. Maybe I just need much more practice...
A beautiful way to look at life.
I called it acceptance and believing in universal goodness to take care of me. But this is so well said.
I love the farmer metaphor. It is so easy to get wrapped up in the outcome. When things don't go our way, or at least we think they don't, it's comforting to think that they might actually be for our highest good after all. I'm reminded of the Rolling Stones "You can't always get what you want...you just might find you get what you need".
It sounds like I could use some of this. I am very bad about not having any relaxation time throughout my day. I think that the only time my body gets to relax is when I am sleeping. And, just to mention, I am not a paper-reader. Too depressing for me.