Take your hand and turn it so that the palm faces up.
Cup your hand as if it were holding a small pile of sand - small enough to fit in your palm.
Now squeeze your hand.
What happens to the imaginary sand?
Now do the same thing again, but instead of squeezing imagine you lightly cup your hand. What happens to the imaginary sand?
When you try to ultra-control life, you squeeze the sand out of your hand.
When you allow life to happen, the sand exists undisturbed - at peace.
Is that much control that worth it?
