How many times do we stop in silence, while drinking tea, or while in traffic, bothered by thoughts, tormented in the soul, in the vacant gaze: sadness.
There will be days of flowering, thanks to the leaves that fell in autumn, the time is now, it’s spring.
Living and being lucid in your existence is both painful and pleasurable. It’s like finding comfort inside of discomfort, like staying in an asana — It takes resilience.
Awakening happens inevitably, the universe always sends us signals, attentive or not, we will awaken.
