The Buddha Stood By And Watched
It is just love and I now, doing whatever happens.
If someone were to spill some soup upon me, I would understand, knowing it wanted to get close the best it could.
All comes your way for a reason. Everything is working the room and making valuable connections.
It snowed once, more than it had in years, above a village in Tibet, and come spring the temperature climbed way higher than normal.
A tidal wave of slush roared down the mountain and wiped out many families. The Buddha stood by and watched, then walked off slowly.
What the average person did not see was that all those souls dove headfirst into him. He mixed them in his being. They ran through his veins shouting with joy.
What could you know of anything if you have a list of complaints against old friends?
-Hafiz (translated by Daniel Ladinsky in, ‘A Year With Hafiz.’)
If someone were to spill some soup upon me, I would understand, knowing it wanted to get close the best it could.
All comes your way for a reason. Everything is working the room and making valuable connections.
It snowed once, more than it had in years, above a village in Tibet, and come spring the temperature climbed way higher than normal.
A tidal wave of slush roared down the mountain and wiped out many families. The Buddha stood by and watched, then walked off slowly.
What the average person did not see was that all those souls dove headfirst into him. He mixed them in his being. They ran through his veins shouting with joy.
What could you know of anything if you have a list of complaints against old friends?
-Hafiz (translated by Daniel Ladinsky in, ‘A Year With Hafiz.’)
