
There is trying to please someone and there is simply being who we are. There is striving to have/get what we want, and there is simply being who we are, letting come what comes and letting go what goes.
There is nothing more important than being who we are, doing what we need to do to be true to ourselves with sincerity, integrity and authenticity, when, where and how we need to do it in just being who we are here, now–not trying to serve our advantage or win the grand prize. The prize is to do it like we would do it. To be ourselves enjoying ourselves regardless of the outcome. How long since we lived like that?
What do the cypress trees get out of being cypress trees? Yet, what could be more wonderful than this scene of cypress trees doing their thing for absolutely nothing more than the joy of being cypress trees in the early morning light? What could they do that would be better than this?
Become a cypress tree. Let the world stop and be blessed by the blessing if it wants to.