"If your everyday life seems poor don't blame it; blame yourself.
Admit to yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches;
because for the creator there is no poverty and no indifferent place."
Rainer Maria Rilke
Yes, yes, I know! I know! ~ She's back on the Rilke bandwagon and you're all cringing in your seats! So this is all I'm going to say (for now)...
Rilke lived from his heart and he had a special gift for seeing the world as it was in all of its glorious confusion and complications. He didn't try to pretty it up or mask what he thought was truth. He lived unapologetically and in some regards beyond the boundaries of himself.
He didn't mind that life was at times raw. He was as content in the pain as in the bliss. The duality of all things did not go amiss on this man.
So live as though there is no indifferent place. And as though we are all beautiful just because we are, because we exist, because we breathe, because our lives are an (at times) incomprehensible journey. And with your whole heart, strive to be the poet calling forth its riches.