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For me, just letting go has been a challenge; few things have been easily won. One afternoon I was abruptly fired from a contract job. Somehow I managed to contain my rage at the injustice and make it safely home from the Oakland Hills. I was restless and after a few minutes I headed out again in the saffron warmth.. I drove my wheelchair the mile to the north Berkeley campus and to one of my favorite groves. There I got swung out of the chair and sat cross legged in meditation on the soft grass. Once I had reached into my deepest self I began to see beyond the blur of bitterness and anger ... and to let go.
Detached from emotions' folly,
Non-attachment yields freedom when we
Balance sweeps away confusion
When no longer governed by radical thoughts,
The beginnings of detachment live in the fire of the soul. |
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