Relating to Others
Buddhism says to love every individual
as if they were your own mother
A bumper sticker says Co-exist
Somewhere between those, is where I
relate to people, writ large
co-exist seems to me to be setting the
bar a little low
whereas everybody being one's mom is...
impossible and ridiculous (!)
I like some people (much) more than
others
sometimes I don't like anyone
(including mom)
and I have a birthmother as well as my
(adoptive) mother, so
I can relate, perhaps, a little more
easily...
I could be crazy and
recognize all sentient beings as my
mother
step one:
hostility to equanimity and respect
H tear!
Just like i'd be crazy to think I'm
Jesus,
I'd have to be crazy to think I'm
Buddha, too.
But I am crazy. Or schizophrenic, at
least.
And I've gotten this far with my blog,
so the next step...well, why not!
Because I don't want to be crazy, is
why.
My voice said I have no mind, today.
Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone :-)
Thanks for being my mom!!
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