Sidewalk Bends

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Burden or Gift

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It is not a burden to feel a person’s pain if we care enough to help them through it. It is not a burden to hear the heartache of a friend or a stranger if they themselves can release a weight that brings them suffering. It is not a burden to wipe the tears off someone’s face if it allows them to stare at the world without shame again.

People come to us for different reasons. Sometimes it is so we can help them to see themselves better, or to gain understanding from a situation. And other times it is so we too can learn from others. Friends or acquaintances from years past show up to give sage advice. Strangers from nowhere give reassuring smiles. Other times the wind blows just right, and a thought or memory is stirred.

Whether we perceive these things as burdens or powerful gestures that we are loved is up to us. Despite how we decide to accept or reject the people or things that come into our lives, it will not stop the reminders. It will not stop the reminders that we are all loved. It will not stop the reminders that we are all part of something very special. Whether we choose to see it now or later, that gift is always there.

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Immeasurable

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Lord BuddhaA teacher is not measured by the number of students under his guidance or the number of devotees who seek his tutelage. He is not measured by how many masters he has guided or how long he has taught. He is not measured by the brilliance of his aura or the number of pages he’s written. He is not measured by the words that spill from his mouth, or the clarity of his visions. He is not a measure of the angels who keep him company or the devils who lay in wait.

A true teacher does not seek to be known but seeks to know. He sees himself in others and wishes only that others should see themselves. A teacher does not take over another’s burdens but helps others to put theirs down. A teacher does not try to convert but allows for choice. A teacher does not force capitulation, but waits with an open door. A teacher does not seek out students, but seeks to learn from they who would call themselves students.

A teacher is a measure of his heart. He is a measure of his love. When his love is unconditional, he is immeasurable.

Written by Sidewalk Bends

March 14, 2011 at 7:22 pm