I'd forgotten all about this. And then something told me it was a good time to remember.
To study the Way is to study the self. To study the self is to forget the self. –Dogen
Forget the story you tell yourself about your parents, the story you tell yourself about your childhood, the story you tell of your first love, the story of your first marriage, the story of pain and partings. Forget the birth story, the death story, the whole story, the story you keep repeating, the story you'll never forget. Forget that story, and do not replace it with another.
Forget what might have been and what could still be. The past is gone and the future will arrive on schedule.
Forget the time you ran away, the time you cheated, the time you got caught, the time you found out, the time you broke down, the time you picked yourself up, the time you were left high and dry, the time the milk spilled and the glass broke, the time you'll never forget. Forget time.
Forget your second thoughts, your second guesses, your second glances and second chances. Forget the count. No one knows the count and there is no way to count it.
Forget your worst fears and highest hopes. Forget all fears and hopes. Forget all worst and highest. Forget altogether the habit of make believe when reality is magic already.
Forget your leaps of logic and foregone conclusions. Nothing is ever foregone or concluded. Cover the ground where you stand. It's enough.
Forget what you thought.
Forget what you felt.
Forget what she said, what he said, and especially what she said. Do not mistake the word for the thing.
Now, open your eyes and do what needs to be done. Having forgotten all obstacles and limitations, all distractions and negations, there is nothing you do not know how to do. Surprise yourself.
You are a buddha.
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