Friday, August 31, 2007
The Buddha on my desk.
There's a little Buddha that sits at my desk.
He's brown, and shiny, and Chinese - and he stands there and doesn't complain.
When I'm stressed, or busy, or just upset about something, I look up at the top of monitor.
Where my little Buddha sits.
I inhale, and exhale, and concentrate on my breathing. I become mindful of the tension in my shoulders or stomach, and I relax. I look up and see you, the Safe Travels Buddha, your stick set for the journey, your wealth ball full of spirit and verve.
If it wasn't for you, dear little enlightened one, well...the days would be a tiny bit more empty. You're small, but your weight is heavy.
Thanks for standing so patiently. And keep smiling.