Thursday, January 29, 2015
I don't get a haircut very often. It had been two months, and my hair had gotten rather long. I had a professional barber haircut. I thought that I looked rather spiffy. I walked around for two days at church and in the office, and no one said anything. From this I surmise two things: I am vain. I am invisible, the anonymous person. I cannot do much about being invisible. If I am not noticed, I need acceptance. Spiritual masters often say we should be "nothing" or we are "nothing." Buddha says we are dung heaps. I can work on the vanity part. So, being unnoticed is a grace for it reveals a fault upon which I can work. Do you try to find the positive in being invisible? We are never nobody.