Do you hear the flow of pleasant / unpleasant? My mood changing each second with each thought.
I love cosmos. Pleasant.
I don't have enough sun. Unpleasant.
They straggle and flop. Unpleasant.
I could stake them up. Unpleasant.
Not a good cut flower. Unpleasant.
Showy in a sunny flower bed. Pleasant.
Linda's garden is beautiful. Pleasant.
Uh, uh, uh. Now let's leave this mental conversation right here. We don't want to add in the unpleasant thought / mood of envy and jealousy, wishing we had what Linda has. We don't want to water those weedy thoughts.
Let the mind be with happiness for Linda and her garden. We want to train our mind in these kinds of beautiful and heavenly thoughts.
Maybe i'll just drop by and see her little flowerbed the next time i'm in town.
|Cosmos, a painting by Mildred Wilfong (my mother)|