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“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”
— Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
“With each new dawn it’s not the same world as the day before. And you’re not the same person you were, either.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on The Shore
“We like the part where we get saved. We like the part where we get destroyed. Why do those feel so similar?”
— Margaret Atwood, Dearly: New Poems
We were like gods, at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.
— Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
“I think the most painful separation is the one that leaves us hanging around without knowing if we are still part of them or things changed.”
— Unknown
“Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world.”
— Colleen Hoover, Hopeless
“When it hurts to move on, just remember the pain you felt hanging on.”
— Unknown
Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems
“Goethe has said, that in youth we cannot be happy unless we love. I did not love; but I was devoured by a restless wish to be something to others.”
— Mary Shelley, from The Last Man.
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Love cannot cause pain; attachments cause pain. When the attachments that we create in our minds break, we feel their rupture deeply, how deeply depends on how much we identify with the image that we have created. An image or an attachment is a figure we create in our minds of our own idea of how something is, how things should be, or how we want things to be with a particular person. Ultimately, attachments are when we want things to be a certain way. When things happen contrary to these images that we hold dear in our minds we feel pain from these attachments being stretched and broken.
Attachments are not a form of true love. Unconditional love, selfless love, a love without expectations is a higher form of existence that creates no attachments or images, it is a state of profound egolessness. Expectactions and judgements are attachments that the untrained mind repeatedly creates, causing more knots and burdens that impede us from happiness. The typical human mind is eclipsed by the delusion of ego, the ego separates, categorizes, and labels everything that it comes across, causing our own discontent and misunderstanding.
To live egolessly is a journey that requires much patience, it is truly a long road, but with training the mind can become more accustomed to existing without creating as many images, attachments, and generally being less inclined to making expectations and judgments. Through the releasing of these attachments the mind becomes less burdened and is able to love more freely and live more happily. This is why so many sages say, if you want to be free, if you want to be happy, one must learn to let go. The attachments we release allow space for wisdom and unconditional love to blossom and flourish. One of the best ways I know of to train the mind and release attachments is through meditation, what are some of the ways you go about releasing attachments? Much love to all beings.
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“I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.” - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
In the End
What is left to say? In the end, you died. And with your last mouthful of breath you carried away the person you had been, you took away the person I was with you.
At the end, you said, This time I know I am going, and you are staying. But someone unknown to me was the one who survived, saying, If only, if only we were still alive.
— Minnie Bruce Pratt, from Magnified
