Thanksgiving with the Dalai Lama - Sort of Blessings for you – from Marcie
“Ah…” mused the serene Tibetan physician, while reading my tongue and pulses, “I see you have occasional hot, wicked thoughts.” “You betcha!” I admit. “Good!” Dr. Yung Boom says, “you give thanks and offer help, yes?” “ I hope so.” “Then, remember the Dalai Lama. He has so many hot, wicked thoughts he must become Dalai Lama to have enough gratitude and service to balance them!” “Really? "Mostly."
“This is the prescription--doing good to balance our bad?” “Why not? Give thanks and see… see what Big happens in your little life.” “Then, will I be able to laugh in the midst of holocaust like His Holiness?” “Please, do not question - then you will find humor.”
*** So - I give thanks for trying to have no questions, accept no answers, hope for no absolutes, require no finalities. I give thanks for you - who may or may not love your life, your work or yourself. Let us then, simply love and love simply. I give thanks for the river that gracefully, longingly flows past my cabin. I give thanks for the awkwardness of being human, the crazy urge to run away, and the beauty, the spiritual devotion to just stay put and admit my hot wicked thoughts to you.