In a good way.
Egypt. Bahrain. Libya. Japan. Murder & sexual assault at a Lululemon store. Last night, murder of 20-year-old innocent three blocks from my home.
“This is the darkest hour of the dark ages.Disease, famine and warfare are raging like the fierce north wind.The Buddha’s teaching has waned in strength.The various schools of the sangha are fighting amongst themselves with sectarian bitterness; and although the Buddha’s teaching was perfectly expounded and there have been many reliable teachings since then from other great gurus, yet they pursue intellectual speculations.The sacred mantra has strayed into Pon, and the yogis of tantra are losing the insight of meditationThey spend their whole time going through villages and performing little ceremonies for material gain.”
Lately, it seems, suffering is everywhere—even more than usual. Tragedies, both large and small, trouble our vulnerable hearts. One after the other. It’s in my news each morning. A few off the top of my head, lately:
> Egypt. Hugely inspiring, though traumatic, and not without tragedy.
> Japan: nuclear meltdown follows tsunami follows earthquake. And, yet, there’s no looting, as in many other countries at such times, and the people of Japan continue to inspire the world.
> Libya: bombing its own inspired, democracy-yearning citizens. And yet, hearteningly, the UN hast just threatened to intervene. Qudaffi promises cease-fire…we’ll see.
> Tragedy at a Lululemon store, of all places.
And now, just last night, it was all brought home to my generally safe hometown by a gun-happy murder a few blocks from my house on St. Paddy’s Day.
I had a little bad dream last night at 2:30 am that someone trying to get into my home. This morning, on my way to work at a cafe, I biked around four cordoned-off blocks, only three blocks from my house. What’s going on, I asked? Lindsey, of elephant, said: someone was killed last night.
I clicked over to The Daily Camera. A 20 year old young man who had “loved life and lived it to the fullest” had been murdered after he and a young lady ran into a robbery in progress on St. Paddy’s day around 2 am..
As day follows night, dark times must provoke our renewed inspiration and commitment. Even 9/11 shook up many of us in benevolent ways—how many non-profits do we know that were inspired by that dark day?
This is a time, as Richard Freeman said years ago when I interviewed him, that’s simultaneously exciting and full of suffering, magical, speedy, deadly and sad, all at the same time.
It’s a time for everyday heroes to be of service to all sentient beings, helping us to wake up from our own daydreams and nightmares and deal with our own stress and pain and dedicate our every day to others, with joy.
A brief instant-message convo with Kasey Luber, of Big Happy Day, this morning:
Yours in the Vision of Enlightened Society,
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July’s Full Moon in Capricorn: The Heart wants what it Wants. How to Love a Woman who Scares You. The 4 Stages of a Good Divorce. Our Soulmates are Rarely Who We Expect. I Still Think of You. Men, Let’s Stop Fooling Ourselves: Size Matters. Reading This Takes Guts. To the One Who Tried to Break Me. An Open Letter to the Fixers. How your Stored Memories in the Amygdala can lead to PTSD.