Riding The Wild Horse

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Riding the bronco of becoming, we feel tossed around, go up,

go down, always teetering, hanging for dear life, and we yearn

for the placid stability of just being. And we think the stillness

of just being will be ours, if we could just think the right thoughts,

exclude, or at least be immune to hurt, acquire right understanding.

 

None of these will save us from becoming. When we stop trying to

manage becoming, it's seen as no other than Being. This endless

turmoil, is the infinite stability, the peace that transcend

understanding. Let go of the bridle, relax on the saddle,

enjoy the wild ride.

 

Pete