Cry, Cry, Cry

* I cried out of loss. The confusion of it and the fear I felt.

* I cried when the realization hit me that I was who I was despite my best efforts to change. I felt I was letting everyone down.

* I cried of joy when a synchronicity appears before me for a split second and I realize that I am still in sync, even if I don’t feel it sometimes, with my Dharma. The universe does conspire with me.

* I cried when I see the pain of others: From bereavement, threat, ignorance. I am not afraid to feel their pain and cry with them.                                

The above is my addition to Miheala’s post. Please read on everyone… and Thanks for sharing Miheala. 

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