(March 3, 1999)
If we allow our minds to drift towards something that could go wrong, then it steals our peace and clogs our capacity.
Sit quietly and think of flowing waters, gentle breezes and the call of the whippoorwill. Reflect on the joy of thinking freely, of unlimited vitality - and don't tell yourself that it couldn't possibly happen.
Peace,
Tawanka
(I wish I'd seen this earlier today; I might have had more peace. *Sigh.*)
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