when she comes, I burst into tears.
all my fears explode in emotion.
all my doubts are wet on her shoulder.
this teacher, sometimes stranger who deeply touches my soul and calms the crazy.
her presence does a number on me. each time.
I am in eternal transition.
” I feel lost” I told her.
” practice” she tells me.
“this is all your life” I hear her.
and then after going through the dark, murky water… I emerge.
I feel WHOLE. I see CLEARLY.
and that “fill up” is why I keep coming back.
* deepest of gratitude to Zen Buddhist Priest, Karen Maezen Miller for coming back to lil omm. Thank you for loving us.