Even fires eventually die out.

Each moment is two-fold. The moment in which we feel and the moment in which we accept.

When we breathe in, we breathe in life, hope, compassion, strength, love and beauty. When we breathe out, we breathe out death, turmoil, fears, hate and pains.

The way of the warrior understands that impermanence is simply life itself.

When she feels squeezed, she has a dualistic way of seeing the situation for what it is.

Is she being attacked? Or is she being taught?

Sitting in the midst of the firestorm, the warrior can either focus on the edges of the flames which burn her or she can remain sitting, for the center is where it is coolest.

Without awareness and self-knowledge, she will feel this is a cruel attack. With the understanding of life’s impermanence, she will know that even fires eventually die out.