When I feel like saving the world, I mind my own business. Minding my own business saves the world from my judgments and opinions. When I mind my own business, I can teach by example rather than preaching, or shouting.
When I discover my own business, I am whole. I sink into the ancient well of Being. And what pours out is my Gift. This is not my doing, but the well's. And when I spend 100% of my energy radiating that unique Gift to the world, I don't have time for shouting my grievances or complaining about the faults of others.
No one in the universe but you and I has ever had your gift or my gift to share. No one else ever will. You may be a tiny blue forget-me-not in a vacant lot among the ruins, bursting into blossom one brief day. Yet this is your moment. There is no other moment. Who else will share your fragrance, your pollen, your fragile beauty? Is there anything mightier than your gentleness, quietly opening? Hidden in the sacrament of the commonplace, your petals hold the sky.
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