Flowers in my hair (minus the bee)

The art of living is more like wrestling than dancing. ~Marcus Aurelius.

photo by Capture Queen ™

Whoosh (the sound a river makes)

Surrender means to live the same way in life as a good swimmer swims in the river. Life is a river. Either you can fight or you can float; either you can push the river and try to go against it. Or you can float with the river. And go wherever the river leads you.
~Osho

I am in a state of surrender to my circumstances. They aren’t what I want, but they are where I am right now. I’m done trying to control things and people and life. Surrender makes the most sense. There is so much I can’t control outside of myself. I can’t control what will happen in the world tomorrow. I can’t control ultimately what will happen to me someday when I die. I am just at this complete mercy.

I have always had this strong longing for truth. I want to know the truth about what happens when we die. I want to know the truth about what is really happening in the world.

And you know what, I CAN’T really know. I can study and read and ask questions and form an opinion, but that’s all it is. 

I can choose to believe in the goodness of life.

That seems like a better idea than believing in something terrible.

I can choose to put better thoughts into my mind — even though let me tell you — this is like pulling teeth right now. I can choose to believe that I am going toward what’s next. I have a home that is here for me to find it. Right now, I am seeking to simply understand surrender — because I’ve never understood it before.

The creative process is a process of surrender, not control.
~Julia Cameron

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