You live in a tent called your body. You move your tent around a lot. You carry the tent; the tent doesn’t carry you. You are the carrier of the tent. The tent is at your beck and call.
I understand that you have felt otherwise. You have oft-times felt that this temporary tent holds you in its thrall. So often you have thought you are the servant of your body, as if your body were the be-all of you. You have even wound up slave to your body. You, your thoughts, your actions in truth suborn your body. Know now that you are in charge of your body, not the other way around.
Have an easygoing relationship with your body. You are encased in it. The body is all around you, and yet it is but a sheath. You can touch your body. You can see it…
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