Day Seventy-three

There have been difficult sessions with the clients I counsel; one in particular with a heavy past. I cannot go to the place he is, it feels to risky, too unsettling.... he is in my head as I sit today. I thought about how all beings have been my mother; those close to me, those in the past, those who only are seen for a short while. There is a call to be close to all of them.

If they have all been my mother, cared for me, that makes the possibility of some exchange of energy more possible; I can be closer because there is grace. As someone said, 'how little grace is earned and how much given....".... that is the situation with our mothers.

And not even so much that we have not earned the grace through our own efforts, but that we do not need to, we need not protect ourselves so much, there is the experience of such grace here available; there is only a series of mistaken angles in ourselves and others, only a tangled flame of craving above the lake of acceptance; this lake has been our refuge many times.

I shift from trouble to joy in release from this trouble I have made.