"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs on hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate—he has little success in this—but with the other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different (and more) things than do the others; after all, dead as he is in his own lifetime, he is the real survivor. This assumes that he does not need both hands, or more hands than he has, in his struggle against despair."--Kafka



Thursday, August 25, 2011

眼淚

我份工,實在太難太難做了,太多悲劇,太多痛苦。
我打電話給G,訴說我這幾天的感受的種種,我不知如何做,我以為是很多對自己的evaluation,但到頭來,原來是另一回事。
是接納。
我接納不到client 的樣子,想他們跟我的想法去做,我以為他們多活一天就好,但真的嗎?理智上我明白不能推人這樣做,但我原來unconsciously 我很想別人改變。
「活多一日,其實係為d 乜?」
時機未到,需要的是process。
每天都有功課,是學習,也是修行。
放下重擔,輕省,一起前行。

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