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Acceptance is a form of self-cultivation

 　　I really like the word "acceptance." Being able to accept things joyfully, no matter what we encounter in life, is a form of self-cultivation.

　　We should accept happiness, but even more so, we should accept suffering. Accepting happiness is easy; but if suffering comes knocking, can we still "accept" it? Upon reflection, it's true that even if we don't want to accept it, it has already arrived, adding insult to injury. If we accept it joyfully and face it with optimism, our worries will lessen!

　　In this respect, Master Hsing Yun sets an example for us. Master Hsing Yun has suffered from diabetes for over 50 years. Doctors once said he wouldn't live past 80, yet he is already 88 years old and still very energetic. What is his secret? It's "acceptance": "Befriending illness and accepting one's fate with joy." Wouldn't things be even worse without an attitude of "acceptance"?

　　We should accept success, but even more so, we should accept failure. The desire for success and the rejection of failure are common pursuits. But in reality, things often don't go as planned; the more you crave success, the more persistent failure becomes, impossible to shake off. Instead of worrying, it's better to accept reality and actively prepare for the next attempt! In this regard, we should learn from the renowned Hong Kong film director Ann Hui, whose life pursuit is "to always be accompanied by failure." As a result, this person who allowed herself to always fail has repeatedly created legendary success stories.

　　Accepting failure brings you closer to success; rejecting failure takes you further away from success!

　　Accept praise, but even more importantly, accept criticism. Everyone loves to hear praise, but most people avoid criticism like the plague. In fact, only those who accept criticism can win more praise. The proverb "Those who praise me are my enemies, those who criticize me are my teachers" from the *Zeng Guang Xian Wen* states, "Compliments are an abyss covered in flowers, criticism is a crutch to prevent you from falling." Both illustrate the importance of humbly accepting criticism; the saying "Honest advice is hard to hear but beneficial" perfectly illustrates this point.

　　Acceptance is a state of mind, a tranquil acceptance of life, and a cultivation of character. The ability to accept all of life's encounters, good or bad, with a peaceful heart is a sign of maturity. Learn to accept, and we will have an elegant life!

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