This morning, while meditating on the deck, i opened my eyes to see a goldfinch perched on top of a 6-foot tall mullein.When i say "mullein," you are probably thinking Isn't that a roadside weed?
Even weeds can have beautiful cousins. The mullein in my garden has yellow flowers that are an inch in diameter. It’s a cadelbra mullein so it doesn’t have just a single stalk of flowers but has several branching offshoots.
The advantage to our weedy thoughts is that they form the basis for our compassion. We know how it feels to lose a loved one, to be surprised by a scary disease, to rail against divorce. So when a friend or acquaintance pours out their suffering, we can sit still with them, and say “Yes.” Not yes that we agree with their stressful thoughts, but yes to the sound of suffering, yes to the feel of fury, yes to the pain of the body.
We ourselves know the stress of those weedy thoughts and can offer the comfort of our presence.
Love that thought, will continue to listen..
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