I had been anxious and depressed for years and suddenly I was deeply at peace.
every complaint is a little story the mind makes up that you completely believe in.
A person dies, or something you had identified with completely is gone. Your home goes up in flames. There is extreme pain at first. But whenever a form dissolves, which is called "death," what remains is an opening into emptiness.
Worry pretends to be necessary but serves no useful purpose
Look around the room a few times a day as if you had just been born into that room.
If you are not in the state of either acceptance, enjoyment, or enthusiasm, look closely and you will find that you are creating suffering for yourself and others.