The great "miss" when striving for goodness, pureness, perfection...

* A nature practice, a meditation, right now Let’s give up waiting and arrive to ourselves. The mind believes we are waiting for something... The mind gets swept up into the distance, and like an excited child, overfull on Easter, runs screaming across the lawn, arms wide, excited at what it believes it can find to bring you. The mind gets brutally disappointed when it doesn’t receive what it expected. It can quickly discard the exhilarating run on morning-dew grass as a wast