“... everyone who comes into contact with a child is a teacher who incessantly describes the world to him, until the moment when the child is capable of perceiving the world as it is described. According to Don Juan, we have no memory of that portentous moment, simply because none of us could possibly have had any point of reference to compare it to anything else. From that moment on, however, the child is a member. He knows the description of the world; and his membership becomes full fledged, I suppose, when he is capable of making all the proper perceptual interpretations which, by conforming to that description, validate it ...”
Carlos Castaneda

Journey to Ixtlan

Appreciation

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Appreciation came to my mind this morning. I realized that appreciation turns my attention to quality in my experiences. It is seeking out goodness. It makes me soft. It makes me smile. It makes me welcoming, and then experience welcomes me. It colors my experience of the world around me. It negates negativity. It shouts out when it experiences low quality. It makes me attentive and sensitive. I was resting in the hammock this morning thinking of my hands. When I opened my eyes I was greeted by a beautiful blue-blue sky.

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