Peace isn’t easy.
Serenity isn’t easy.
Stillness isn’t easy.
It’s all so flipping hard sometimes. To be present. To be here. To let go of what comes next. It’s hard. You can repeat it 108 times and still be scared. You can repeat it another 108 times and still be lonely. And you can stare at the ceiling with your legs up the wall thinking “give me a sign, any kind of sign” and still nothing comes.
It’s difficult…the trusting. Of yourself. Of the universe. Of your karma. Of your history. Of the connection to it all.
But still we try. We inhale. We exhale. We find space between. And little by little we start to learn what we already knew.
That everything is going to be