Right now, in all probability, someone, somewhere in the world, is crying bitterly, having lost a family member. Someone is working hard, enduring discomfort, disrespect, and incredibly low pay, just to get enough food for their children. Some house maid is probably enduring the unwelcome advances of the 'master of the household', feeling shamed and helpless. So many human beings are experiencing so much pain and sorrow, and for them it's as palpable as this peaceful morning I'm spending sitting here, typing this post.
Part of me wishes to reach out to them, to ease their misery, to make everything better for them. These are real beings, not just flickering images on a screen, watched from the safety of our living rooms. 'All fabricated things are not-self', that is true; and yet, we cannot deny, so much pain and sorrow is going on, experienced by beings embodied just as we are.
My aspiration: if by this Path (of Dhamma) I manage to free this heart from the poison of ignorance, may I not forget the sufferings of others. If I become free, may I then attempt to free others, as the Buddha and so many of his Noble Disciples have done.
With metta


