I wanted to write--something that could be helpful to someone who had maybe forgotten how to
pray their own way.
Or had lost faith that their prayers were good enough.
Or who felt so sad and helpless to do anything--about Nepal, or a person right in their immediate circle, or the entire world and their place in it.
These images of others praying for Nepal across the U.S. and throughout the world have been helping me to orient my heart to love and usefulness to Nepal.
In my experience--the single best source of protection, guidance, love and healing---has been a unity and flow between another being and me, or between my Higher Power and me.
It happens in person if you are lucky, and it happens so powerfully in prayer. Like these colored candles and lights offered to the people and land of Nepal, your own heart can be lit within when you are lucky enough to spontaneously pray. Sometimes just closing your eyes--sharing wordless comfort. Sometimes it hurts and burns like a fire, as my teacher Karmapa said.
And sometimes it is gentle and warm.
And sometimes, even if you want to pray, or think you should pray--sometimes there is a tight feeling, or a even numbness, a guilty sense of not good enough.
I don't want to turn away! Or be overwhelmed to the point of falling apart. I don't want to charge in obsessed. I don't want to let someone down. I don't want, I want--but then, comes the grace where I simply am with you, or you with me, because some door opened.
These are not just some words I'm writing-- Prayer opens a channel for miracles. A great great mystery, but quite provable, in my opinion, and even scientific somehow.
When I look back, I am as grateful for the moments and times when I was truly with another being, in person or in prayer--as for the times when another being was truly with me, again in person or in prayer. These times were simply the very best of my life--the most healing, the most important.
Me with them or them with me--even if it started out as them helping me, or me helping them, looking back, there is no difference in these moments of unity. The boundary between us, when we were truly with each other--dissolved.
To pray your own way, to show up your own way, to quietly ask yourself--how do I really feel? Is there anything I might do?
When I have an attitude like this, if I can be with whatever is rising in me, without judgement or analysis--something breaks through
and I know it as truth. THEN I am better able to act with love and to do something useful.
Does Nepal not move your heart?
Let's admit, for some, there are times when their own grandmother does not move their heart--
but if she needs you, you will be there, and then the love often comes--and if not, at least you showed up!
What if we do not have to make a choice--between loving our own "people" who need us--and loving and helping suffering beings who are far away. What if there were unlimited spiritual resources?
We need to discern--how and when and where, perhaps to offer our material resources and our time. But the power of a prayer is faster than the speed of light, costs nothing and does more.
This is UNLIMITED when tapped into.
But as ordinary humans who suffer in our lives--some of us never experiencing such catastrophe, there will be many more times where our minds are confused, or stubborn, our resources feelings limited, and it will seem as if our powers are puny and we will drain ourselves by reaching out in too many directions.
At times like this, I know I find sanity when I see what is right in front of me and do my best, and pray in any way I can, take the time and more in a a positive direction until again my heart connects with this way of unity, and I come to know again, yes, it is not only possible, but it is happening right now--I am with this tiny being on my finger that I rescued from a pool--or I am with this entire nation of Nepal, all the way.
I know from experience that charging ahead or acting obsessively is not as useful as being in prayer and offering practical help in a balanced way, as part of my day-to-day life. But when the ones you love are in danger--logic flies out the window and passion grips your heart.
You fly--no mountain stops you--you take a bullet--you offer water first to the other--without thought. Either way--all ways, any way--I pray to do the next best thing right now. I'm as grateful for the chance to show up, as I am for the thousands of times someone else has helped save my life with even a moment of their true love.
You fly--no mountain stops you--you take a bullet--you offer water first to the other--without thought. Either way--all ways, any way--I pray to do the next best thing right now. I'm as grateful for the chance to show up, as I am for the thousands of times someone else has helped save my life with even a moment of their true love.






