‘It is dark because you are trying to hard’ said Susila. ‘Dark because you want it to be light.’
Remember what you used to tell me when I was a little girl: ‘Lightly child, lightly. ‘You’ve got to learn to do everything lightly. Think lightly, act lightly, feel lightly. Yes, feel lightly, even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
…..Even when it comes to dying….. Nothing ponderous or portentous, or emphatic. No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self-conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of the Christ or Goethe or little Nell.
So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly, my darling. On tiptoes; and no luggage, not even a sponge-bag. Completely unencumbered.
