I still love her very much. I’m waiting for the feelings to wear off, but I still feel warm and fuzzy inside whenever I return to her. I still wave to other drivers of red Fiat 500s (sometimes they ignore me, and sometimes they grin madly and wave back).
I even forgive her her inconvenient headlight dimmer switch, and her hard headrest which hurts your head when you bang into it. Nobody’s perfect. I won’t hear a word said against her. I’ve even been WASHING her, inside and out! (never before known to happen).
Sarah sent me some quotes from the Tao after reading the last piece on praise/blame. They fit very nicely and so I’ve copied them below. Thanks Sarah.
I’ve been thinking more about praise. I wonder if there’s nothing wrong with enjoying the TASTE of it, like relishing a crisp salad or a nice slice of carrot cake, but the problems come when we start to seek it/expect it/cling to it/need it?
Happy Sunday. Mine was a stripey mini-pumpkin from the garden, sliced and hollowed out and filled with creamy gruyere mushroomy sauce by lovely boyfriend. Firm, buttery flesh, and such a sunshiney orange colour. Lucky me.
“the Master does his job
and then stops….
Because he believes in himself,
he doesn’t try to convince others.
Because he is content with himself,
he doesn’t need others approval,
Because he accepts himself,
the whole world accepts him.”
“do your work and step back,
the only path to serenity”
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