My
father was an excellent hunter. Not only was he able to find game, he was a
great shooter whose aim hardly ever missed his target; he knew how to negotiate
the forests stealthily in the areas we were familiar with; he knew how to find
and make camp and, most importantly, how to break camp. Breaking camp was
more than merely taking the tent down and dousing the camp fire but, to him, it
was about leaving the camp in the condition we found it in. However, when dad
went to
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spiritual path I chose is unfamiliar territory. There are basics I know that
can be taken anywhere but, conversely, there are those who have no clue at all
and need to be taken by the hand and taught the basics of hunting. These need a
more comprehensive guide. However, I know how to shoot; how to be careful and
silently move through the brush; how to make and break camp, but I know when I
am out of known territory. Out of my territory, I need a guide and a guide is
not someone I need to bow to: I need to respect hers/his knowledge. A
sponsor or a guru is such a person… a master of the knowledge… the experience…
the path… the hazards and the risks… but certainly not a master over me. The
guide doesn't have to be a friend but a mutual respect arises as we go together
through the terrain... a terrain where we seek the hart that is the Heart of Compassion.
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