I was healing my foot after an operation
and I came across The Tibetan wisdom of Living and Dying by
Sogyal Rinpoche; I was fascinated by his teaching and I love
the giggles and the deep wisdom he is transmitting.
I
was trying to push my healing process, and of course, I slipped,
and I fell and hurted myself. Then I learned to take care
better and not to rush, but to be patient.
That is when I
painted this mandala, I found this insightful poem by Portia
Nelson quoted in Charles L. Whitfield, MD: "Healing the
Child Within", Orlando Fl. Health Communications, 1989 and
I named the mandala, Another Street.
I
walk down the street
There
is a deep hole in the sidewalk
I
fall in.
I
am lost. I am helpless.
It
isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
I
walk down the same street.
There
is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I
pretend I don't see it.
I
fall in again.
I
can't believe I'm in the same place.
But
it isn't my fault.
It
still takes a long time to get out.
I
walk down the same street.
There
is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I
see it is there.
I
still fall in. It is a habit.
My
eyes are open.
I
know where I am.
It
is my fault.
I
get out immediately.
I
walk down the same street.
There
is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I
walk around it.
I
walk down another street. |
