I do not cut my life up into days but my days into lives, each day, each hour, an entire life.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
A skillful way of looking at time
When I was in the convent, we were taught to experience each day as a lifetime. We went to sleep as if it were our death and woke up each morning as if it were rebirth. The following expresses the same basic idea:
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