Lay down your map and compass,

and those dog-eared travel guides.

Rest your weary eyes from so much looking,

your tired feet from so much wandering,

your aching heart from so much hoping.

Lay down on the soft green grass

wet with morning dew, and watch as

the tree heavy with pendulous pears

bends her long branches toward you,

offering you perfection in every sweet bite.

Give up the weight of knowing,

for the reverence of quiet attention

and curiosity, for the delight of

juice that runs in generous streams

down your chin.

~Christine Valters Paintner

when you judge life and all of its harsh bitters…….and then when you lash out at yourself as if you should bear the weight of the world……

inquiry for today~   notice the difference today between self-responsibility and self-compassion…..

when we find ourselves further behind

Come, even if you have broken your vow

a hundred times.

Come, yet again, come, come.

~Rumi