Thoughts are just what is. They appear. They're innocent. They're not personal. They're like the breeze or the leaves on the trees or the raindrops falling. Thoughts arise like that, and we can make friends with them. Would you argue with a raindrop? The world is nothing but my perception of it. I see only through myself. I hear only through the filter of my story. An uncomfortable feeling is not an enemy. It’s a gift that says, "Get honest; inquire."
Byron Katie
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