“When we doubt the truth, we start to believe in lies. Soon we believe in so many lies that we no longer see the truth, and we fall from the dream of heaven.”
–Don Miguel Ruiz, Don Jose Ruiz, and Janet Mills
“Every moment and every event of every man’s life on earth plants something in his soul. For just as the wind carries thousands of winged seeds, so each moment brings with it germs of spiritual vitality that come to rest imperceptibly in the minds and wills of men. Most of these unnumbered seeds perish and are lost, because men are not prepared to receive them. For such seeds as these cannot spring up anywhere, except in the good soil of freedom, spontaneity, and love.”
“Doubt is a state of the suspension of both belief and disbelief: many people assume that thinking has only two positions, positive and negative, and if you doubt something you are disputing its validity or positing the contradictory position. This is disputation, not doubt. Doubt per se questions the form or content of what has been asserted but it itself is a freeform state of wondering what the general parameters of the issue are and how it most rationally ought to be framed.”
Finally I am coming to the conclusion
that my highest ambition is to be what I already am.
That I will never fulfill my obligation
to surpass myself
unless I first accept myself,
and if I accept myself fully in the right way,
I will already have surpassed myself.
– Thomas Merton
Uncertainty–Who did we allow to give us doubt, simply because we exercised the right to be just where we are in a moment?
FEAR–Who taught us to be afraid of fear, and why did we let them?
JOY–In the remotest of recollections, sometimes locked away and brought forth in sudden bursts of kindness for our spirits.
JOY–In feeling and experiencing the simple and yet profound things God has provided, if we notice.
All of these things make us who we are. Not the pretty bits alone. Not the ugly bits alone. Not the bits that we choose to alter about our daily actions alone. When we attempt to pick out one bit alone–We are ALONE. Alone because we shun acceptance of allllllllll of who we are, cut off from ourselves. We allow ourselves to feel lost and disconnected, we float, searching. In the end, the most amazing thing about doing the picking apart on many occassions is IT IS PART OF US ALSO! I know that I celebrate it all! How about you?