Curious Observation

I sat and stared up for a long time tonight. There is so much to wonder about, so much to experience, so much to love, just by simply observing. The experience of looking at something and truly taking in the moment has the ability to be the difference between love and hate. For example, if I see a car in front of me at a green light not moving forward, and the person inside it is on the phone and not paying attention, do I observe this and automatically take a hateful stance?? What if I take a moment to observe the other end of the spectrum by saying to myself, "maybe this person is being told over the phone right now that they just lost a loved one." Now does my view point change to one of compassion or do I still feel angry? It seems as though any observation we make is automatically defined by the mystery of the mind, which if not carefully examined daily will in fact dictate to you how you feel about a given situation, deceitfully leading you to believe that it is the other way around. Observation of the mind can lead to better awareness of our daily surroundings if we start to ask our selves, "why did I react in such a way" and, if I was put in the same situation again, would the outcome be different? For now I will go back to staring up, observing the action of my observation. Love.

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