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The Fever of Enthusiastic Foolishness
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
— Collette
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The very nature of our mind is to be dishonest, crooked, incapable of facing facts…That is the thing that is the problem itself.
— Krishnamurti
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My dark beauty shines in the life that I have lived, the mistakes that I have made. This dark beauty shines in my regrets, in the tears that I have shed for love lost. I have been weathered. Each wrinkle on my face shows a road on the map. And the circuitous journey is etched on my soul.
Yet my darkness is still a mystery which I offer up to the fires of awareness. I have quarreled with my life…Yet you see me. You harvest the fruit of my unguarded vineyard. I open the gate wide and wider still, to receive You.
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I climb into the Tree of Life,
I take hold of its branches, I climb into my own skin, inhabiting this body,
My breath is the sweetest fruit.
Its fragrance is the gift that I give in each moment, my only true gift.
I am given as a gift to this life,
My small life is a gift to the whole,
