Saturday morning in Calcutta, the colorful laundry was hanging out to dry. Driving in from the airport, we were headed for A Big Fat Indian Wedding.Against the aging, stained backdrop of the city scape, the brilliant fabrics waved "Welcome!" Somehow, this moment captured for me the very essence of life: grime and glory, dirt and delight, wrong and right. Our days, in fact... life itself, are made up of these contrasts, these pairs of opposites.
What if we allowed ourselves the freedom to see these extremes as both OK, as simply part of the range of the Earth experience, not separate poles but pieces of the Whole? What if we stopped assigning emotional reactions to each passing moment, labeling this person bad, that one good? Could we just see it all for what it is?
Seeing what is without applying praise or blame is our passport to freedom. Accepting what is, we keep our balance and outlook, remembering we are here not to judge or fix others, but simply to love. Spending energy on love is such a satisfying way to spend the day.
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