It takes a lot these days to clear my mind and heart of the malfeasance and how it already impacts our daily life.
Malfeasance, (noun): wrongdoing; especially by a public official. Or many public officials.
We had to change concourses to catch our connecting flight. Kerri put on her mask before entering the crowded train. A man approached her and mock-coughed on her. He thought he was being funny.
Malevolent (adjective): having or showing a wish to do evil to others. From the Latin, a root meaning “violent wishing”.
“Can you believe he did that?” she asked as we exited the train.
“I think we better get used to it.” I said, “The a**holes have been given a green light.”
Our dear friends drove us over a snowy pass to the shores of Lake Tahoe. Kerri had always wanted to see it. As she does whenever she sees beauty, she cried. “It’s gorgeous,” she whispered again and again. She feels the beauty.
We stopped at a beach to take photos. A cool day, I stood in the sun, warming myself, a gentle breeze rippled the surface of the lake. Quiet mind. Open heart. There’s nothing like standing on the shores of a miracle of nature. Crystal clear water reflecting snow capped mountains. It’s an instant perspective giver:
We will come and go. This era of human folly will come and go. The beauty will remain no matter the wishes we make, evil or otherwise, vicious or virtuous. Relative to the life of the lake, we are a blip, barely a blink of the eye.
Within our blip I wonder at the mind and heart that finds humor in hurting others when they have the option to help. I wonder at the heart that fills itself with hostility rather than drinks from the well of kindness.
To hurt or to help? To persecute or to assist? They seem to be the questions of our nation, of our time.
Standing on the shore in my blip of time I was eternally grateful to have my heart and mind, and not to live inside the sad angry brain of the coughing man. For him – for me – and for all of us – I whispered the Buddhist prayer: May you dwell in your heart. May you be free from suffering. May you be healed. May you be at peace.
read Kerri’s blogpost about THE LAKE
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The mock cough ass-hole reminded us of our encounter in Buffalo, Wyoming where we were practically seized upon by four individuals while waiting for a table at an eatery. It was at the height of the pandemic. Brenda and I were the only ones wearing a mask. We left before being seated.
I recall standing between Brenda and those four “magats.” Brenda wanted to “rock their boat” no matter what the cost to my beautiful Sir Paul McCartney skin. sigh…
-Cris
I’m glad to know that you Sir Paul nose left the scene intact;-) Kerri and Brenda have much in common when surrounded by thugs…