def. In certain countries people will trap a monkey by putting a treat inside a coconut shell. The monkey grabs the treat, but the hole isn’t big enough for its clenched fist. The monkey refuses to drop the treat, and stays trapped.
Let it go and be free.
I’d rather hold on to it, turn it around, beat it on a tree. Stuck.
My mind never lets me drop the questions treat.
Should I? Shouldn’t I?
Why don’t I? Why do I?
What do I want to do?
Where do I want to be?
Who do I want to be?
What does it all mean?
Will I ever have an answer?
Questions, always questions. Left brain out of control.
But the biggest questions of all are the ones that burn me.
What is this mystery and why is it so hard? Are we all meant to suffer in this world of duality? Can there ever be peace?
Let go and be free.