I was standing in front of the building crying. It was 5 am and I had not slept. today we were meant to hike up the mountain to the cave where Tenzin palmo had meditated for 12 years. a kind old Nun found me and brought me in to their warm kitchen, offered me tea and I ended up having a beautiful conversation with tenzin palmo. That conversation led to me becoming a volunteer English teacher for the next 12 years at the Tibetan Buddhist Nunnery she was building.
Slowing down. If I can
Just remember to slow it all
Down.. I know I will be a better listener.
I suffered too much when breaking up with a partner who I had imagined myself to be so in love with. I spent years posturing with the pain and finally read James Hilman who suggested making friends with the pain.. that really helped. Because it seemed to be staying.. finally over time it was gone.
That’s all so true… understanding where our parents come from helps so much. So many things in life are not as personal as we assume them to be. I love not having any opinions.. because I see how I have changed and regret the limitations past opinions created for my life and others. Thanks for posting
I remember Living in LA it was the earthquakes and the tremors and the aftershocks that got us all out on the sidewalk and in the street talking to each other at all hours of the day and night
It’s interesting, As I read this I am staying with and help/ serving my 99 year old mother. In a sense I am doing both… yet I feel the distinction and believe that the longer I stay with her the more my helping turns into serving. I’m grateful for recognizing the distinction. Thankyou