I still harbor concerns for this world. I cannot yet give up my dreams and aspirations, though intellectually I realize that they are as dust.
But I am working my way through the layers of attachment to these things. I keep questioning my need of earthly things and childish ways.
I have not yet been able to turn my heart over to selfless love, to love others as if they are myself and to wish for them everything they -- even my enemies -- desire.