It was on the eve of a new year that she-who-scribbles sat in the throne room at the rainforest monastery and asked any deities who might be lurking and listening to reveal the way ahead.
What happened? Nothing. Empty spacious silence roared through the room. An hour or so later the gong sounded for lunch.
En route back to her room, her right knee – the location of an old injury – exploded into a fury of crippling pain that would take six months to heal and would eventually need surgery.
Quite literally, she was knee-capped by the universe: 2002 was the year of the big bang!
Hobbled and humbled, it wasn’t long before what had happened in the knee played itself out in the brain.
Gratitude to all those deities, the non-local ones, who couldn’t help but be lurking and listening, and who couldn’t help but help.
Lesson: The best way forward is sometimes to stop. If one can’t or won’t, no problem. Grace will step in and sort it.
image source: Chenrezig Monastery, Eudlo, Queensland