A flower falls, even though we love it; and a weed grows, even though we do not love it.
If you cannot find the truth right where you are, where else do you expect to find it?
I haven't got any Buddhism. I live by letting things happen.
That you carry yourself forward and experience the myriad things is delusion. That the myriad things come forward and experience themselves is awakening
Consider that nirvana is itself no other than our life.
Yet, though it is like this, simply, flowers fall amid our longing and weeds spring up amid our antipathy.