More and more I am convinced that the secret to peace in this life is learning the art of love and laughter. Learning it, then living it. And that is all.
Whatever comes to us on foot or in fantasy, looking ugly or looking good, love it by welcoming it...resist not. When, not if, we find our self resisting...laugh. Laugh at our self not for resisting but for taking our self too seriously. And there's the nut. The source of all our woes. When self takes self seriously at all, it takes itself too seriously.
Some years ago a friend asked her spiritual director how she, Gertrude, could be certain sure that she would be protected in a possibly perilous situation. Her director replied, "My dear, there is no Gertrude to protect." When I heard that, my little universe expanded for I knew it to be true.
That's where I go today (sometimes p.d.q., sometimes not so much) whenever the smallest "worriet" casts a shadow in my mind. There is no me to protect...there is only God.
Love and laugh...pass it on.
Thank you.
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