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Vicki wrote:

 

How It GoesThis is how it goes in the spiritual life. Listen

carefully. Itdoesn't. This is just my opinion, but I think that all

of lifeis suffering, just as the Buddha taught. What lies beyond

myattempts to escape, avoid or eliminate suffering is unknown to

myego. Thank God. Would you want an answer that could be trampled

onby the swine of your own mind?I have many thougts of the swinish

variety, as do we all. My spiritknows better than to cast its pearls

before it. They would oink allthe way to the sty about how spiritual

I am, etc. Hogs eat slop,period. Fine dining is beyond their

appreciation. The mind has itsuses, of course we know that. It just

can't lay up for itselfanswers that require surrender, silence and

self-removal. Somethingelse has to do that.Last night I had a

strange and moving dream. I was at achildren's hospital with my

daughter, who was being treated forcancer. A nurse said to me that I

looked dry around my head andneck, like sand and leaves. She gave me

some sort of treatment andother nurses joined in to help heal me. I

kept my eyes closedbecause I knew I couldn't bear it if I opened

them. They knewwhat they were about and all I needed to do was

nothing. When they finished, I made childish noises and laughed at

nothing. All of the mothers with children at this hospital had access

to thishealing treatment and were better for it. It was a deeply

spiritualyet uninterpretable dream. My guess is that it alludes to

the firstparagraphs of this piece. We need to get a diagnosis of

spiritualdryness and then submit to the cure. We do not and cannot

understandit and it will reduce us to rubble. This is a good rubble

and we canrise from it like the phoenix from the ashes.Vicki

Woodyardhttp://www.bobwoodyard.com

 

Dear Vicki:

 

The internet is quite a big family. Not everyone is always at home, meaning they are

somewhere else, not meaning that they are not comfortable here or some other list.

I do not always respond to your posts. Just because I do not respond

to a post does NOT mean that it did not hit home with me. Maybe I am

just visiting Aunt Susie

and I cannot respond to you that day, at least in writing.

 

It does not mean that I do not think of you with love and compassion over your

situation. It does not mean that your post fell flat. The smile or the laugh is

often one which I enjoy alone. It feels just as good to me :-) So try to remember

that just because no one responds in writing to your post, it does not mean that

your post fell flat. Always remember...You are That!!!

 

We need to get a diagnosis of spiritualdryness and then submit to the

cure. We do not and cannot understandit and it will reduce us to

rubble. This is a good rubble and we canrise from it like the

phoenix from the ashes.Something I wrote awhile back in another

context but which seems to apply here...

 

As the Phoenix rises...A new fire burnsIlluminating, the nightSearing,

her lightSpreading her wingsFree again, she sings

Love to you, Vicki

 

Joyce

 

((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((VICKI)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

 

PS Now the next time I do not respond, do not take it personally.

Aunt Susie never stops talking :-) Oh, and pick out that fabric

for your chair already, will you? Rule number one...function first!!!

No solids...they show the dirt. Slurp in peace, dear Vicki.