When the opening of the Heart of Compassion
occurs, it is often hardly recognizable. Perhaps at breakfast the jelly on
toast has a peculiarly marvelous texture and taste that wasn’t
noticed before. At such times even, the uncontrollable urge to let the
person sitting at my table know that I love her/him so very deeply it can
hardly be expressed: going to work becomes an experience of giving to be
helpful: being alone with a suffering fellow creature becomes a sincere
devotion to the easing of that suffering.
Of course, the Opening of the Heart of Compassion is a
distinct experience, there is also another one that is the Closing of the Heart of Compassion. This closing
usually happens to me when I sink into self-centeredness, self-pity, self-righteousness,
self this or self that. To be considerate of others before my own interests
does not mean I forsake my own concerns. Rather it means to place the
priorities in order so that I might live happily and peacefully among others on
this beautiful blue marble we call home.
geo, 4,588
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