I Think Of Desire As

Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life With The Heart Of A Buddha.

I Might Find That I Have A Habit Of Being Jealous And Comparing Myself With Other People And Riveting My Attention On How Much Somebody Else Is Accomplishing Or Doing, Or How Much Better They Are At Such And Such. First, I Might Recognize The Story - The Mental Images And Internal Dialogue - And Say, "okay, Comparing Mind." Then, Rather Than Staying Caught In The Content, I'll Bring My Attention Into My Body And Open To The Immediate Feelings That Are There.

In The Process Of Deeply Accepting Our Own Inner Experience, Instead Of Being Identified With A Story Of A Limited Self, We Realize The Compassion And Wakefulness That Is Our Essence.

I Speak A Lot About What I Call "the Trance Of Unworthiness" Which Is Really Epidemic In Our Culture, This Sense Of "i'm Not Enough," Or "something's Wrong With Me." Most Of Us Have Some Level Of It Because Our Culture Has All These Standards (handed Down Through Our Families) Of What It Means To Be Okay.

What Would It Be Like If I Could Accept Life--accept This Moment--exactly As It Is?