7/25/2019 A Reflection on My Teacher

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A reflection on my teacher.

Dear Lord of goodness, although you dwell within the ice cave of the hidden realm, and I cannot hear

your warm voice and hear your sweet words of dharma, I try to put your advice into practice. The

advice I have not yet applied I still remember. That is no excuse, but I have not yet conquered my

wea intent. If I abandon coffee will I find stillness easier! I suppose "ust to follow your close lineage

instruction means to honour my samaya with you. That being so, I should attempt this simple tas. #ow

will I accomplish large things if I cannot start with small things!

$ay these reflections bear fruit