Path

The image of a path for life is perhaps too linear. Life is more like an amble.

 

It seldom goes in straight lines from birth, despite the steady and inevitable aging, leading to its end point, death. We wander, despite our drive and ambition. Coincidence, luck, both good and bad, and accidents determine our way as much as mindfulness and compassion, no matter how enlightened we think we've become. Realizing this, relaxing with it, makes the difference between a happy practitioner and a pompous ideologue.