One of the things I have learned is that I can think the wrong thing, and yet say the right thing. The reason that a spiritual path is called a path is because it makes some space between thought and tongue, so you don’t speak what immediately comes to mind. My mind seems to have a mind of its own and refuses any spiritual path. So what. I never hurt anyone with a thought. What hurts are words and actions. More so now, I may still think a judgment, resentment, lie or fear, but somehow I seem to be able to wait a moment, and then speak something else that is more helpful and even loving. On my good days, I don’t dwell on messy thoughts. On bad days, that is where I live, but still might be able not to speak or act them out. That way, I only have to work on myself and not on a broken relationship, or job. When I pray for “idiots” in my life, they become a bit less dysfunctional for me.
Friday, June 5, 2020
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