worldview and perspective on Worry

One day, a house-dog, standing at the window, was barking his head off at a passing mailman. The dog's owner, irritated, asks the dog, "Why do you always bark at that poor mailman?" The ...

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty...

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

I've had a lot of worries in my life, most of which never happened.