Borin Van Loon

Mara and his daughters are familiar to anyone who practises meditation; the revelation of dark repressed fears, barely remembered fragments of memory, doubts, erotic fantasy and foremost, the desire to get back to familiar ground.

If I fight these obstacles, they will become ever more powerful. It is the gentle acceptance of my own desires and fears which causes them to lose their power.

I do not deny the existence of happiness I merely point out that even if we are happy, there is a fundamental anxiety about that happiness.
Will it last?
How can I hold on to this?
Do I deserve to be happy?