Another subtle yet prolific statement made by my Zen Teacher this past week after her dog accidentally chomped into her hand and bought her a trip to the ER.
I, of course, would have handled this much differently, but this is the reason that I need a Teacher in the first place.
This comment really hit home with me because this week has been particularly hard, for a variety of reasons - some intrinsic, but most extrinsic.
For example, I should be happy that I shattered my windshield with my Paddleboard because now I know that the old windshield was fragile and could have harmed my loved ones had there been an accident. AND, my Paddleboard was not damaged in any way to boot.
But Zen isn't about superficially coming to these realizations. It's not all about me. It's more about how I fit into this whole thing that we call a "universe." If my terribly bad week had not occurred, maybe someone else's wonderful week would not have occurred.
I'm OK with this dichotomy. My wonderful week will come. Plus, I know that I have about a kabillion tons on negative Karma to burn, so this week was about as good as any.
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