When you go out into the woods and you look at trees, you see all these different trees. Some of them are bent, some of them are straight, and some of them are evergreens, and some of them are, whatever. And you look at the tree and allow it. You see why it is the way it is. You sort of understand that it didn’t get enough light, and so it turned that way. When the light faded out again, it turned another way. It became crooked and, bent. And you don’t get all emotional about it. You just allow it. You appreciate the tree.
The minute you get near humans, you lose all that. Don’t you think that is, strange? And you are constantly saying, “You’re to this” or “I’m to that.” That judging mind comes in. I wonder what would happen if we looked at people like, trees… Will we ever appreciate people for exactly what they are?