I don't care and so there is caring
On the one hand, caring stops.
The desperate need to control, fix, and manage life dissolves.
Success, failure, praise, blame — it all stops mattering.
There’s laughter at the absurdity of thinking you were here to be someone, to be special.
Caring about “your life” stops because there’s no you needed for it to unfold.
It’s incredibly freeing.
On the other hand, caring is deeper than ever.
When the personal agenda for life falls away, what emerges is impersonal but much deeper CARING.
CARE is the spontaneous, effortless expression of what we are.
There is caring because there’s no longer a you to block it or a you trying to make it happen.
Without all that selfish pushing and pulling, caring flows freely where it flows.
THIS is caring without personal attachment, without goals or conditions.
It’s being without a care for the “personal” (which isn’t real) and so caring fully for the impersonal (which is all there is).
Beautiful, the joy of not caring and caring in the moment without caring about caring. Who cares?
Beautiful. Release from personal caring is such a relief eh. So much of it came from distorted ideas about love.