To want nothing but Bodhicitta.
What would that be like?
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Restless late on a cold, rainy, windy night, how would it be to want only Bodhicitta?
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Off to the store to buy some groceries, to fill the car with gasoline, or to move projects ahead . . . how would it be to want only Bodhicitta?
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What would it be like to evolve from the dream that following a lineage path will somehow bring about great understandings and practical insights, making my remaining days easier and more love-filled than those of the past . . . what would remain if it all simply disappeared, and I was left with wanting nothing more than Bodhicitta?
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OK.
It’s time to shut the light and go to bed.
Tomorrow will be a new day, with work to do . . . requiring that I set-up the pieces and play once again.
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Maybe within that there will be moments when I’ll want nothing more than Bodhicitta.
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I wonder what that would be like. . . or if I would even be aware of its happening?
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I hope to continue thinking like this . . . it feels clean, wise even.
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And, who knows?
Perhaps I’ll even uncover an answer.
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If this resonates with you, please feel free to think the same.
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~Neither grief or a broken heart, or fear, precludes you from doing this.