I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
It should be an honor to discover your heart—something that takes time and patience. Discovering your heart should require diligence that delights in the process of learning you. Even though it’s poetic, you are not a novel to be read and finished—no! You are a journey to be taken, and though this might seem equally poetic, it requires a lot more integrity, devotion, and intention. Guarding our hearts means that we don’t present ourselves as a mystery to be decoded or a challenge to be conquered. Instead, we share our lives and learn to love each other along the way regardless of what we find. Guard your heart so that whoever wants to know it has to first invest in the trip before they get to see the breath-taking view.
Practically speaking, a life that is vowed to simplicity, appropriate boldness, good humor, gratitude, unstinting work and play, and lots of walking, brings us close to the actually existing world and its wholeness.
She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.
And now you are and I am and we’re a mystery which will never happen again.