For today alone, promise yourself that you will not complain about even one thing. No complaints, no criticisms. For this one day, do not let a word pass your lips that you would not be glad to have on the front page of the newspaper.
What do you want? What do you truly want? Whatever it is that you crave, even its fulfillment is not quite enough for you. There is an infinitesimal something missing in your life. You don’t quite know what it is. You don’t have it yet. Sometimes you feel that you will never have it, that missing something.
Love never comes up short. Love is never self-conscious, for Love isn’t thinking of Itself, yet Love never forgets Itself. Love is Its own Self which means that Love is Everyone’s. Everyone has all of Love, not simply a portion, but All of Love.
Fatigue is an idea. It is a loaded idea. It carries a lot of baggage with it. It is rumoured that you are not supposed to get tired, as though something is wrong if you get tired. You earn your tiredness, beloveds.