On top of recovering from medical emergency, I have been sharing my life with a cold for the last four days, and a bit, and, sometimes, it seems that the cold has a better life than I do. It grows strong, barks loudly, and emits heat. Then, that passes, and it seems like I have the best life.
Then I read this quote by Soko Morinaga Roshi, a Buddhist teacher, and I realized that I was experiencing the continuous process of life and death in my experience of the cold.
Our lives appear to be unbroken blocks of seventy or eighty continuous years, but, actually,...when you maintain the straightforward frankness of your own mind as it comes to life each instant, even without effort, even without training, you are beautifully born each instant. You die with each instant, and go on to be born again, instant by instant.
~Soko Morinaga Roshi~
I am now believing that Cold is my friend, who is working to keep me from doing too much – taking on too many tasks. I do what I need to and I spend a lot of time sitting and reading and watching movies because if I get too active, I begin to cough, and to congest. When I sit quietly, then the light can move through my body and do the work that the light needs to do to work on changing me.
Blessings,
Judy
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Blessings,
Judy