Hold phenomena in your hand, 

not your heart. 

Attachments—those myriad things we cling to that bind us to endless rebirths and suffering. And so, those who hope we will free ourselves of suffering, advise us to let go of our attachments. But such advice sounds like being told we should exist in a monochrome world when those around us relish a world ablaze with color. If we think this way, we have misunderstood. When we relinquish attachments, we can still hold the person, the object, the experience, the idea in our hands, marveling at being able to hold them thus, awed by how something so precious has come to us. What we do not do is hold the phenomena in our heart, seeking to keep them always with us, never wanting to let them go as if we were clutching a rare songbird. Clasping the bird in our heart, it will die, crushed by our clinging. Allowing it to rest lightly on our hand, it will thrust out its chest to joyously sing, while we are filled with delight, not attachments.