There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is.

It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure,

but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale,

but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state,

but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto.

And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness,

a sense of being cut off from the world,

from other people,

from oneself.

~Virginia Woolf

my simple life is traveling toward quiet…

inquiry for today~ finding your way through the shadows…

your life right here….

Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all.

When there’s a big disappointment, we don’t know if that’s the end of the story.

It may just be the beginning of a great adventure. Life is like that.

We don’t know anything. We call something bad; we call it good.

But really we just don’t know.

~Pema Chodron