Whispers
"I have to be excellent to be OK," comes the whisper in my own voice. "Anything worth doing is worth doing well. But that will be too hard. So don't even try. But I'm only OK if I am productive, if I accomplish great things, so I have to try, even though I will fail."
The whisperer goes on: "To be OK, I must be self-reliant. I must put others' needs before my own. I must be right. I must not impose. I have not earned happiness. I am not worthy of love." And so on.
I hear the whisperer more clearly now. Thanks to recent teachings and practices, I notice the whispers, I unfold them and appreciate that the whisperer is trying to protect me, to make me a better person. And then I let the whispers fly away through my open windows and doors, instead of capturing, caging, and feeding them. Yes, I could be better. All could be better. Suffering abounds. But we are OK now.
With appreciation for Rinpoche Tarthang Tulku and his excellent teachers and students 🙏❤️☸️
