Attending to Attar, Day 43
Do you sense tragedy at your doorstep, ready to snatch you at any moment? Its ways are mystifying. You hold on to fearful thoughts needlessly. Whatever you imagine lasts but a moment. Thought is fleeting, yet you build a world on its ephemeral foundations. Desire fulfilled is but a flash of pleasure. Pain is the same. Sorrows, too, fall away when left unfed. Bring joy to the moment. Calamities are not the way of the path. Bring peace of heart to all situations. Then you cannot taste the bitter fruit of suffering.
