Express yourself:
That is meaning.Ask yourself each day, “What remains unexpressed within me?”
Whatever it is, bring it out. But be judicious. The rantings of mad people do not yield greater freedom. Those who are with Tao use expression to find greater understanding of themselves and so find liberation from ignorance and circumstance.
All that is good and unique in you should be brought out. If you do not do this, you will be stunted. Never hold back, thinking that you will wait for a better time. The good in you is like the water in a well : The more you draw from it, the more fresh water will seep in. If you do not draw from it, the water will only become stagnant.
What is dark, perhaps even evil, inside you must be expressed in a proper way too. Lust, hatred, cruelty, and resentment — these must all be carefully taken out of yourself, like finding a bomb and taking it to be detonated harmlessly. Your heart may be quite a mine field, but you must persevere in clearing it if you are to plant crops and frolic without concern.
Ask yourself each day, “What remains unexpressed within me?” Unless you can express it, you will not clarify your inner nature.
“In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain – Well, I have dreamed this coast myself.”
— Robert Hass
“The comic spirit is given to us in order that we may analyze, weigh, and clarify things in us which nettle us, or which we are outgrowing, or trying to reshape” — Thornton Wilder
Most of what I feel today is resentment. I resent that people haven’t done things they promised me would be done, that things remain unsettled that should be settled, that I need to take care of things for other people that they should take care of themselves. I resent that I have to threaten legal action against someone to get them to do their job. I resent that so many people have expectations of me this time of year, when perhaps what I really need is time for quiet and reflection, to miss those who I don’t have around to celebrate this time of year with anymore. I resent the messes that others leave that I have to clean up.
So many resentments. So little time.
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