Whenever I need a quick pick-me-up, this snippet from Sam Harris seems to do the trick. Here’s my flawed attempt at transcribing it:
The whole point of life is not to arrive, but to begin again.
Because everything you’ve done, or not done, is now just a memory.
And everything you are telling yourself about the future, is a half-truth at best.
Because however good or bad things seem: nothing lasts.
Because there’s so much more to life than talking to yourself, about yourself.
Because this moment, is wide open. The world itself, is wide open.
And no one knows how good life can be.
Because in this moment, there’s always an opportunity, to stop looking over your own shoulder.
In this, living instance, and only here, this is where you can lose the mask that you’ve mistaken for your own face.
This next moment it’s truly new and totally unexplored,
And that’s always the case.
So, wherever you’ve come from, however hard things have seem, whoever is in your life, and no longer in it.
Whatever has been done, or left undone,
Just begin again…
Me in circle, hitting those high notes for El Guaje, Lamps, and L’ Architetto
