I find myself finding a master in everything.
Yesterday, I found myself annoyed with someone whom I had no reason to be.
I’ve heard that the qualities we dislike in others, are qualities we don’t like too much within ourselves.
So as I observed this person, as well as my thoughts, I tried to pin point the qualities I didn’t like about him.
I couldn’t find much other than his speeches that had no relevance to me.
His words of inspiration that almost brought tears to another–I couldn’t help but to internally roll my eyes.
There were nothing wrong with his words! And I admire that in some aspect, others can gain insight from them.
They seemed as if they were something I’d say, just not to the length that he brought it.
Maybe I saw him trying to bring himself up to a stature that I couldn’t place him on. Yet I highly doubt this was his intention.
Am I like that? Trying to always be the wise one in the room?
I usually tend to keep that aspect of myself within just for the sake of other peoples ideals and reality so maybe that’s not it.
I think I tend to not like things other people do, that I wouldn’t do or wouldn’t like to see myself doing.
I do understand that what others do is none of my business nor should it effect me in anyway.
But this was my lesson.
I realized that there’s still parts within me that can be affected by others.
Someone as simply talking to a length “I don’t like” or making jokes I can’t find funny, create a person in my mind I try and distance myself from.
This does not take away the fact that this man is an expression of God.
After these feelings of annoyance I asked myself, could you not see this is the Divine?
Despite the countless interactions we had yesterday, in every situation I reminded myself that there is no difference between he and I.
As a rule of thumb in Buddhist beliefs, it is a necessity to have pure loving compassion to all living things as there is Buddhahood in us all.
And I saw this within him.
We hold common ideas which we can both agree on, yet we express them differently.
This is the same as acceptance of religions.
Our practices differ yet we worship the same Love.
How can I be mad at that?
So I learned to love him.
I hope that if any one of you come into a moment like this, step back and think.
We are all One.
We must accept the other.
This doesn’t mean you have to hang around them all the time; as the monk wouldn’t be a killer’s best friend.
But maybe, just maybe, they’ll both learn a thing or two.
Have a good week.