Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You p — Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You p — Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You p — Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You p — Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You p — Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

Acceptance. It sounds so gentle; you foolishly imagine you might try it. As if you could choose. You don’t choose. You plummet into acceptance, because the floor has collapsed beneath your feet.

— Dawn Downey, Stumbling Toward the Buddha: Stories about Tripping over My Principles on the Road to Transformation

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