I Myself Can Make Myself Content
One of the most profound lessons I have learned since my wife’s sudden passing early last year is this: no person and no material thing can make me feel truly content. Not my beloved wife, not anyone else, not any possession or accomplishment. To believe otherwise, I now see, is a comforting delusion—one that inevitably leads to disappointment and suffering. If I…
The Only Way Out Is In
Out of what? Into what? Out of the endless cycle of suffering created by my own mind. Out of the storm of thoughts about the past, the future, and the never-ending craving for more, better, different. Suffering is not some abstract thing—it lives in my body. It shows up as tightness in my chest, knots in my stomach, a racing heart. It…
