And when you go long enough being uncertain of who you
really are, what results is a form of subtle, long-term meditation — a
persistent and necessary acceptance of whatever is arising, because you don’t
actually know if it was the food that made you sick, and you don’t actually
know if you like Eastern European cultures anymore, and you don’t really know
how you feel about income inequality anymore, and you don’t know if your career
path is the best for you or not, and you don’t really know if you miss your
friends back home or if you just like the idea of missing your friends back
home.
And at some point, you just stop asking questions. And start
listening. To the waves and the wind and the calls for love in all of the
beautiful languages you will never understand.
You just let it be. And keep moving.
~ Mark Manson. 5 Lessons from Travelling
2 comments:
Indeed. I am listening. To the wind, the waves and the rustle in the trees
Wow.. Powerful.
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