“Bodhichitta is a Sanskrit word that means “noble or awakened heart.” Just as butter is inherent in milk and oil is inherent in a sesame seed, the soft spot of bodhichitta is inherent in you and me. It is equated in part, with our ability to love. No matter how committed we are to unkindness, selfishness, or greed, the genuine heart of bodhichitta cannot be lost. It is here in all that lives, never marred completely whole.
It is said that in difficult times, it is only bodhichitta that heals. When inspiration has become hidden, when we feel ready to give up, this is the time when healing can be found in the tenderness of pain itself. Bodhichitta is also equated, in part, with compassion – our ability to feel the pain that we share with others. Without realizing it we continually shield ourselves from this pain because it scares us. Based on a deep fear of being hurt, we erect protective walls made out of strategies, opinions, prejudices and emotions….
This tenderness for life, bodhichitta, awakens when we no longer shield ourselves from the vulnerability of our condition, from basic fragility of existence. It awakens through kinship with the suffering of others. We train in the bodhichitta practices in order to become so open that we can take the pain of the world in, let it touch our hearts, and turn it into compassion.”
Today’s headlines. Make us so angry. Anger begets anger. Begets violence.
You know what? Forget the headlines. What about your everyday life? What about mine? I was having a conversation with a very angry person. They continued to heap their poisonous thoughts on me. Trying with their every word to get me to join in with their righteous indignation. Finally, when I wouldn’t bite that hook. They turned to attack me personally. By golly. If they were angry they wanted me to be angry too!
To join in the fight? In the war? To what end?
I’m so tired of being angry. Of our angry world.