Compare the serene and the simple splendor of a rose in bloom
with the tensions and restless of your life.
The rose has a gift that you lack. It is perfectly content to be its self.
It has not been programmed from birth as you have been to be dissatisfied with your self.
So it has not the slightest urge to be other than it is.
That is why it possesses the artless grace and absence of inner conflict
that among humans is only found in little children and mystics.
*Anthony De Mello, "The Way to Love"*
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