It’s sad but true that I do not recognize, let alone acknowledge, the goodness in my life often enough. In particular, I feel that I have been remiss when it comes to being grateful for the teachings and good advice of all the many beinhs in my life.
Far too often I have labored under the mistaken notion that my spiritual practice is all my own and that my determinations and resolves are (inexplicably) mine and mine alone. But, without all of the teachers, spiritual friends and beings in my life where would I have ever heard of the Dhamma let alone gotten the idea to practice it?
So, this morning I would like to thank my wife for reminding me what it means and what it takes to be a good friend and a good person for without her chiding and simple observations I would have easily failed in my practice of compassion. More and more it becomes clear that this path is not walked alone but in the company of others so we best choose our friends wisely. May I be grateful for my wise friends and kind-hearted acquaintances. Sukhita hontu!
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