July 28, 2007

Karma

Yesterday, I had to go into town for office supplies. Chlirissa went with me and we stopped at Panera for bagels to share with everyone today. After breakfast today, I went into the laundry room to find the laundry I had left in the dryer yesterday, taken out and neatly folded.

I love karma.

3 comments:

Rose Moon said...

I found you through the Frugal Traveler and I just wanted to say that I love your blog. I opened a blogger account just so I could say this to you.

I'm fascinated by your time at the Shambala Center. I spent 3 days staying over after a retreat at Spirit Rock (CA) this past April, doing work meditation (housekeeping), and I met some of the most amazing people. The head of housekeeping is an ex-banker from Wash DC, and the other housekeeper is a former psychologist.

I'm an advertising account executive (56 years old) and I am seriously thinking of going back and working there for a while when I retire. Heck, if I could figure out how to do it earlier, I would.

Anyway, it's wonderful that you are having this experience now. I so wish I had had the chance when I was 26.

(I used to teach fiction writing at the University level. You are an excellent writer. Keep it up.)

Monica said...

Rose,

Thank you very much. I hope you get your chance to experience living in a sangha like this. It is truly unique.

Even only being 26, it was hard to let go of so many things to come here. I could have staying in Nebraska an earned four or five times as much just working as a secretary for the summer. I wouldn't have had to worry about unreliable subletters, borrowing money from my parents, leaving my cat behind for four months, or anything. It was hard to walk into such and uncertain financial situation, and it has been hard living like this, but it was worth it. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to learn to get a good night's sleep in the tent, have the courage to walk home in the dark, get used to not having television, or being able to take a shower whenever I liked. It is a miraculous exercise in letting go.

And, yet, I might leave all those things behind, but those are just the external circumstances. Everything else I brought with me, my hopes, dreams, neuroses, confusion, pain, anger, fear, frustration, hypocrisy, joy, love, beauty, and goodness. I find them here, it all comes up, because all those exertnal distractions are left behind. This is not an escape.

And I find good people here, willing to be with me while all that stuff is coming up, and loving me anyway and needing love in return.

I hope you find that in your daily life and everywhere you go.

-Monica

greenfrog said...

Everything else I brought with me, my hopes, dreams, neuroses, confusion, pain, anger, fear, frustration, hypocrisy, joy, love, beauty, and goodness. I find them here, it all comes up, because all those exertnal distractions are left behind. This is not an escape.

And I find good people here, willing to be with me while all that stuff is coming up, and loving me anyway and needing love in return.


Love this.