Poem of the day:

"What do sad people have in common?

It seems they have all built a shrine to the past, And often they go there and do a strange wail and worship.

What is the beginning of happiness?

It is to stop
being so religious

Like

That."

— Hafiz, 14th century.

(My prayer for all of us: Let us ALL stop devoutly worshipping the sorrows of our past. Onward ever, backward never.)

Heart,
Liz

via Elizabeth Gilbert’s Facebook Wall

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