Trust your luck, but do not push your luck, and when things don't go your way, look on it as the luckiest thing that ever happened to you-- and live as though it is so. Doing this will transform your life. And that will be the luckiest thing that ever happened to you.
The nature of spiritual reality is at odds with the structure of what passes for civilization. Break that word down and it becomes Civil-ization, and there is nothing civil about it. Civilization is the death of all things civil, and "Civil War" is the most incongruous paring of words I can think of. Civilization is opposed to all things spiritual. Civilization depends upon, and fosters, order, control, power, force, layers of command, dominance, regimentation, compelled compliance, artificiality, insincerity, misplaced values, imbalance and disharmony. Spirituality requires emptiness, stillness and silence just to restore its equilibrium and regain clarity in order to know what is important and live to serve it in each situation as it arises. This often runs counter to what Civilization declares to be important, and in that clash of values, spirituality retreats into emptiness, stillness and silence where it nourishes and nurtures those who cannot find food for their soul in the pantries of Civilization. Emptiness, stillness and silence is where we must turn to revive our heart and replenish our soul.
Trees are going nowhere slowly. And that doesn't stop them. They have their work to do, and they do it, where they are, when they are, how they are, with what they have to work with, all day long, everyday. No matter what. Be a tree. Do your thing. Everyday. No matter what.
I know more Original Women than Original Men. How about you? Speaking of you, how close do you come to being an Original Human Being? How often do you allow other people do your thinking for you? Tell you what to believe? How to think about things? What to do? What to wear? Who to be? Too many of us, men and women, are "cookie cutter" people, shaped and molded to be who we are, how we are, what we are, as we are. Who thinks for themselves these days? Any days? Who asks the questions that beg to be asked? Who says the things that need to be said? Who has their own take on things? Who does what they say is important? Who does what they say needs to be done? Who lives to please themselves? Who lives to do what is theirs to do? Who lives out of their own authority? Who lives to please their "base"? And their donors? We get one shot at this life. Why throw it away living to please someone else?