These are my musings and observations on my daily life, loves and the laughter that are all a part of my experience of living now in the shires of England.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Blind to self

There are occasions when you know something is there but you don’t look at it. That doesn’t alter the fact that it is still there. It is waiting for the scales to fall from your eyes and the self-blindness to be removed. Only then will it be fully known, as it is part of you.

When you are blind to the attributes of self then the things right there, under your nose, cannot be seen. Even the good things.

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