With all of this training of the heart and mind, shouldn't we be getting somewhere? I feel like at least we should have something to show for all the hard work.

And yet the great teachers all say the same thing: there’s no place to get to and no one to become. There's only the journey of cultivation and letting go. There's only learning to love and slipping up; learning to be more generous and then forgetting; learning patience, losing it, and remembering, again and again and again.

No problem, no hurry, nowhere to get to and no one to become.