love

The other night I had serial, repeating dreams about losing jewelry. I was desperate in each dream to recover it all. Whether the scene was an arena, one of those European bathrooms that is a hole in the ground, or some vague grey room with children playing with my jewelry, in each scene, I was very busy trying to pick it all up. The trouble was, it kept slipping away, dribbling back out of my grasp. And what was worse, this jewelry is not valuable. All the stuff in my dreams was cheap, costume jewelry. I kept saying to myself, it's cheap, costume jewelry, but the feeling of desperation, of loss, remained.

"People are backwards. Ignorant of the true Self they pursue things
willingly, suffering immeasurable pains in their greed for a little bit of
pleasure. In the mornings before they've opened their eyes and gotten out of
bed, when they're still only half awake, their minds are already flying about in
confusion flowing along with random thoughts. Although good and bad deeds have
not yet appeared, heaven and hell are already formed in their hearts before they
even get out of bed. By the time they go in to action, the seeds of heaven and
hell are already implanted in their minds."- Ta-Hui

"If there is love, there is hope that one may have real families, real
brotherhood, real equanimity, real peace. If the love within your mind is lost
and you see other beings as enemies, then no matter how much knowledge or
education or material comfort you have, only suffering and confusion will
ensue"- His Holiness the Dalai Lama, The little book of Buddhism