Today I’m thinking about comparison. I’m no stranger to compare my self with other about my-gudness-all-myriad-of-things. Does my appearance good enough? Do I walk funny? Did my performance good? Did I answer that right? Why everyone seems have perfect hair but me, in daily manner?
But today, in my meditation course, I am reminded that every single person is different, unique, and is in divergent chapters in the big book of life. We may get to meet somewhere, sometime, but each of us is actually having our own story unfolding individually .
Cheers, may we walk gracefully in every chapter of our stories.