things she had been trained by the culture to envy were in fact the least valuable things we have: “Who’s envious of someone else’s good character? Who’s envious of somebody else’s wonderful treatment of their spouse? You’re not envious of that. You might admire that. You’re not envious of it. You’re envious of other shit: you’re envious of what people have materially, or status-wise.” As the meditation progressed across the years, Rachel began to see that even if she got those things, they wouldn’t make her happy. They’re not what matters.
