Maybe Really Buddhist Now

Something is Working.

Tonight I realized I forgot an appointment yesterday. I instantly felt shame. It is no wonder I forgot something because my brain has been overloaded.

Then, I thought, “Wait. How can I help myself feel better, seeing as I cannot fix the problem at this hour? I know: metta practice.”

Later, I did some metta and felt better. No need for shaming myself or an analysis of the shame.

I think I might truly be Buddhist now. I may have crossed some sort of threshold.

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About cdhoagpurple

I live in Michigan. I was Greek Orthodox (and previously Protestant), but now am more Buddhist than anything. I am single now (through the till-death-do-you-part clause of the marriage contract). My husband Barry was a good man and celebrated 30 years in AA. I am overly educated, with an MBA. My life felt terminally in-limbo while caring for a sick husband, but I am free now. I see all things as being in transition. Impermanence is the ultimate fact of life. Nothing remains the same, good or bad.

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