Every step I take, every thought I think, every word I speak, every moment of my life…
My religion dictates how these should be done. More often than not I fall short of the lofty expectations and vows.
I live my life in the shadow of the Buddha’s teachings.
And tomorrow I will get to spend the day in the presence of the Dalai Lama.
I’m one crazy, lucky person.
Almost every step I take is a misstep. My thoughts rarely rise up to the expectations of the teachers. And my speech, well, it can be harsh. Especially when I’m in rush hour traffic and people around me don’t understand the concept of merging.
All that said… I still aspire to be kinder. I aspire to be more compassionate. I aspire to love.
And in the end I trust myself to do what is right. Not because I am a good person, but because the years I have spent meditating and contemplating what is the right way has seeped into my core.
I only have to look at the Dalai Lama to see true happiness.
Tomorrow will be a very good day.