An anonymous comment on my recent post Tragedy and Our Children has given me pause and forced me to take a closer look at my intentions in writing this blog. It would be disingenuous to say that I write this blog solely as means of solipsistic reflection because if that were the case I would do better to journal in the privacy of a marble covered composition notebook. Instead I choose to write here everyday and run the risk that someone might actually read these posts.
Although I was initially surprised and a little hurt to see the reply at first it wasn’t long before I realized that, if not being the whole point, to receive comments on my musings and Dhamma reflections is an amazing gift. To be challenged like this, to be forced to account for one’s words seems to me a rare opportunity (if we can hold it well) to bring a sharper awareness to our conceptions about our practice and to the practice itself.
So, thank you to all who have read this and to all who have commented. You have given me gifts that it will be hard to repay and I ask that you always feel free to share your opinions and concerns about whatever I write here. I may not always agree but I will always take what you say into my heart with gratitude. Sukhi hotu!

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