This morning after reading my post from yesterday which featured her writing of a lyric she has memorized, my daughter Chandrika pushed a piece of paper into my hand on her way out to her job. It says, “Don’t rush through life because then you miss what’s important.”
I’m going to look for these daily assists. I’ve gotten used to them.
In years past I think I thought I was on my own more, that what I did was important. As I’ve come to not take things so personally, I’ve also applied that to what I know and do. I get more help from my heart than my head. I can’t fill my head before stuff spills out. My heart just gets more expansive. The library, no matter how big it is, has books and materials that are stored beyond my reach. The ever expanding, dynamic quantum universe has no boundaries and when I’m still enough I can see it all.