(The Sun starts its final descent.)

A seasoned poker player learns to look at their hand with dispassion. If a good hand is dealt, he doesn’t smile. If a bad hand is dealt, he doesn’t grimace. He looks at both equally the same.

None of us know with absolute certainty what is going to happen tomorrow, let alone in the next few hours.

A great joy could be around the corner, perhaps a great sorrow or lesser gradients of both.

We tend to fix to the good and rue its loss. We tend to push away the bad and celebrate its departure.

Understandable, though both attitudes will cause varying degrees of stress and suffering.

With enough trips around the ferris wheel, we learn good and bad come and go like the tides. With a few more trips, we learn to see the bad in the good and the good in the bad. We start to see them as the same.

We enjoy it when life deals us a good hand (while it lasts) and we take our licks — maybe there is something to learn here — when life deals us a bad hand (while it lasts).

Eventually, the devotee loses interest in these so called ups and downs. Her boat travels through both with perfect equanimity.

She becomes fixed to something that doesn’t change — the eternal now moment upon which the dance of creation plays out to ends we will never really know.

She looks with a keen eye, holds a knowing presence, and bears a heart full of love.

She understands.

Suggested Use: Have pen and paper ready. Read this post once. Then read again, a little more slowly. Pause. Reflect. Journal any connections or intentions that come to you. Come back a few days later, and read again. Repeat. Only take what resonates. Leave the rest behind, and please share if you feel another could be benefited.