To live better I need to live differently. It might seem obvious that I can only change my life by changing what I do, but I often want to avoid this fact. I might occasionally admit that some kind of change is needed, but the actual action of change does not follow.
My failure to act is evidence of a profound attachment, one that pervades my entire life. It is an attachment to all of the behaviours and habits to which I have become accustomed. Because I am attached to this way of living, I believe that no genuine alternative to it exists. But it is precisely here that change is most needed.
It is my existing pattern of life that keeps me from seeing what I must do to live more joyfully. To expect things to improve without making changes to this pattern would be foolish. For the improvement I desperately need is not a minor shift towards slightly less stress or slightly more happiness but the total transformation of suffering into joy.
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