In Buddhism we realize the no-self nature of the world, the impermanence of everything, how grasping is absolutely useless. Is this supposed to make the world any less beautiful, even if we realize beauty isn't an actual quality?
I've been finding the world ever more beautiful, and I find it strange that somehow these things are normally seen as unwanted notions in society; mortality, the fleeting nature of happiness and the like. Has anyone ever woke up and been just absolutely astoundingly happy to be alive? Before my practice, I never experienced this.
and I find it funny the source of such happiness is nothing at all. I apologize for ranting!
Have a great day all.



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Remember, joy is one of the Seven Factors of Enlightenment. 