There’s a story that’s been floating around my mind for the past few days about a monk who was sitting in his cave (or perhaps it was a hut) trying to meditate. This was proving difficult because right outside was the demon Mara (an embodiment of fear and representative of all the lies we hold about ourselves and the world), howling and wailing, being terrible and fearsome.
This went on for some time while the monk tried to ignore it, but Mara refused to be ignored. So, finally the monk poked his head outside and said, “I see you, Mara” and invited the demon in for some tea. And that was that.
Lately I’ve been faced with aspects of myself and things I’ve been afraid of that are surfacing. While I also have a tendency to want to ignore them, what I’ve been practicing more lately is to recognize them for what they are, and then to offer them love. It’s a work in progress, for sure! And also one that feels better than any alternatives. For me the trick is to just stay in my knowing and to remember that these things aren’t true.
by April b.
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