Destination is fixed by the mind; direction is earned by living. Destination is logical: one wants to be a doctor, one wants to be an engineer, one want to be a scientist or one wants to be a politician, one want to be a rich man, a famous man -- these are destinations. Directions? - one simply lives the moment in deep trust that life will decide. One lives this moment totally that out of this totality the past dissolves and the future starts taking shape. But this shape is not given by you, this shape is earned by you.
Yes, direction comes out of living this moment. it is not something that you manage and plan. It happens, it is very subtle - and you will never be certain about it, you can only feel it. That's why i say it is more like a poetry not like a prose; more like love than logic; more like art than science. Vague...and that's its beauty -hesitant, as hesitant as a dew drop on a grass leaf - slipping, not knowing where, not knowing why; in the morning sun, just slipping on a leaf of grass.
Direction is very subtle, delicate, fragile. That's why everybody has chosen destination. Society tries to fix a destination for you. Parent, teacher, culture, religion, government: they all try to give you a fixed pattern of life. They don't want you to be free, left alone, moving into the unknown. But that's how they created boredom. If you know your future beforehand, it is already boring. If you know that you are going to be this, it is already boring.
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