Feelings sprout out of life, arising from beneath the surface.
Fear. Envy. Guilt. Anger.
Happiness. Joy. Peace. Courage.
You don’t set out to have them—they just seem to spring from nowhere like apples on a tree. You can’t help it. You excrete them. They just happen.
Like what happens when you listen to music.
Lived experience unlocks feelings. Which means feelings are locked inside somewhere waiting to color your experience in tones and shades and half-shades; painting strokes in values either good or bad.
If the fruits of fear, envy, guilt and anger manifest within whatever one’s garden is producing—which is whatever one is doing—then your garden has gone all wrong. It is a sick garden producing sick things; a dead garden producing death. This garden must go.
No fear. No envy. No guilt. No anger.
New gardens await. Take the plunge. Accept.
The healthy garden produces life. Even though we constantly convince ourselves it is the reverse, the healthy journey, the only journey is from death into life.