Discomfort is part of life’s rich tapestry It grows us, challenges us, enriches us, It is the grit that grows the pearl The rich soil from which we arise Yet we spend our time Wishing it wasn’t there And trying to get rid of it When accepting it with equanimity
DISCOMFORT IS PART OF LIFE
DISCOMFORT IS PART OF LIFE
DISCOMFORT IS PART OF LIFE
Discomfort is part of life’s rich tapestry It grows us, challenges us, enriches us, It is the grit that grows the pearl The rich soil from which we arise Yet we spend our time Wishing it wasn’t there And trying to get rid of it When accepting it with equanimity