Experience this morning prompted me to write this tweet and Facebook update:
'the mind (mine at least) seems to have never ending capacity to produce garbage - just produced two such thoughts in last 5' :) #mindfulness'
|View of street garbage from traveling bus during |
last year's Buddhist pilgrimage with Shantum Seth
An hour later, I already forgot one of the two offending thoughts. I still remember the other, though, and wonder, where does it come from, the mind's propensity to create such nastiness? Looking into the content of the thought, I find below the surface much hurt from difficult interactions with someone very dear. From hurt to ill will, the path can be very short, especially when the sticky self is involved. This morning I made it all the way to the other end, in my mind only. No action taken, thanks to watchful mind.
And this gift from dharma sister Katherine Rand - in response to my Facebook update:
You are me, and I am you.
Isn't it obvious that we "inter-are"?
You cultivate the flower in yourself,
so that I will be beautiful.
I transform the garbage in myself,
...so that you will not have to suffer.
I support you;
you support me.
I am in this world to offer you peace;
you are in this world to bring me joy.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh ~
I love, love that image of garbage, turning into a beautiful flower.
May you please share some of your garbage moments! May your sharing become a part of the retrieving of the splendid flower within.