A wealth of…

It’s strange that we only look at wealth, and conversely poverty, in terms of money.

Why do we never measure or chase a wealth of love, a wealth of kindness, a wealth of joy, a wealth of peace, a wealth of consciousness? If you had a wealth of those things, then there would be no need to measure ourselves against each other, we’d realise we are all the same no matter what.

Why do we not reach out to people suffering from a poverty of kindness, love, joy, peace and so on? Why do we not fill our schools with learning about real wealth, instead of preparing people to earn money?

Funny how human society measures itself. The fact that we need to compare at all is strange.

When the voice stops

Sabotage our own lives, through our thoughts, mad isn’t it?

Yet that is what we do to ourselves every day, so much so, that it is normal and undetectable.

What if we didn’t think?

I won’t ask you to think about that, just spend a moment in silence. Perhaps longer, without a thought.

What is it like when we do not think?

When there is no voice, what can we sabotage?

Worth a try.