I didn’t come here to complain — although as I just rested my hand on my desk for a moment, a mouse turd stuck to my pinky. My house is infested. They are cute. I am territorial.
ALWAYS MAINTAIN ONLY A JOYFUL MIND
The little hassles are encouragement to practice the dharma — as I’ve been saying, out loud now, so that I might shift a bit, and then a bit more, towards a more accomodating and — oh, really — joyful experience of living in the world.
Okay, you mice! Your turds are like pellets of cosmic medicine which purify my grouchy karma. They are packed full of compassion. If I develop the proper digestive enzymes via meditation practice and study of the holy texts, I will awaken fully and you will benefit as well. Are you awake already? Are you my personal little bodhisattva teachers?
Dad’s dharma: “Shit happens.”
Yesterday I went by my mailbox and found a funny envelope with my name on the outside, in red ink, and a heart in the upper right corner. A post-it note, stuck to the inside of the envelope, facing me as I lifted the flap:
There is a light
inside you! You
fill it with
I looked at it for a while, standing there in the mail-room, and then put it down on the table. Mysterious… Then I thought to pick it up again and examine further. I checked the back of the note:
hello lovely one
Sept. 5th 1990 2015
Yes, good, good!
— September 9, 2015
Floral Notes and Bardo: The Creative Chronicles of a Shambhala Mountain Resident is a regular feature on the SMC blog in which a member of our staff/community shares his experience of living as part of Shambhala Mountain Center.
Travis Newbill is a writer, musician, and aspirant on the path of meditation. He currently resides at Shambhala Mountain Center, where he serves in the roles of Marketing Associate and Shambhala Guide — a preliminary teaching position. Follow Travis on twitter: @travisnewbill