On the Steps of the Temple
It is getting harder to reach down and slip on these sandals...
Temple after Temple, the sandals come off and on again...
Sacred space every where, humility in ones actions not just thought….
As I leaned over and put my shoes on, my sandals,
The monk watching the temple that morning, had come out and watched me carefully.
When I stood up, he offered me his arm to walk down the many steps.
I was so surprised at this act of kindness
I kindly said its ok, I can make it and he smiled…
What struck me for the rest of my Temple walk through the old city of Chiang Mai.
Was the natural way this happened,
Not a commandment,
Not a rule,
Not for merit,
Or a star in his crown,
But out of compassion, a deep comprehensive kind of love,
Unconditional, unmerited, un measured, love for all beings,
Thanks my friend,
Your care and this lesson that will not leave my heart or mind,
No merit or reward, but a human act, a practice, oh that it can be ours…..