Posted by: Michael | 11/09/2013

Lost

The last ten hours were spent in a panic and a fury and now, on a cold and half-empty platform, I feel as though I have been chewed up and spit out here like a piece of unwanted gum by the defilements. At work I will have moments where I recall the Dhamma and try to bring it to my mind and mingle my mind with it but the force of my past kamma seems to overwhelm me and I slipped under the waves of confusion and greed. How to remember this place of calm?


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  1. Ven.dhammadipa's avatar

    Anicca,dear friend in the Dhamma desert…New York must have a lot of concrete and stones around…don.t let your heart become like that..wish you a lot of trees,gras,flowers,earth to touch..maybe the last autum leaves in a park…cities are very artificial environments..may you be well and happy! BUDUSARANAI


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