There once was a young monk who went to his teacher in tears. He blurted out that he was having a
    terrible experience with his meditation practice. Every time he settled down, took a deep breath, and
    closed his eyes, all he could see were two dragons fighting each other. One dragon was a deep blue  
    and it was filled with anger and greed and lust. Even its fire was terrifying. It was ferocious, this dragon.
    The other dragon was just as ferocious. Only the other dragon, pale white, was filled with love, wisdom,
    and compassion. Its fire was a deep, deep yellow. The young man was terrified of what would happen.
    Which dragon would win? He couldn't tell and was afraid to watch them fight, which made him afraid to
    sit. Could the teacher please give him some advice? The teacher smiled. He looked at his student, his
    eyes filled with compassion. "Do you want to know which dragon will win?" The young monk nodded.
    "Why the one filled with love
    and compassion and wisdom, of course." But how did he know asked the young monk. "Because that's
    the one you'll feed."

    — Geri Larkin in Stumbling Toward Enlightenment
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    Roshi

    I never really understood
    what he said
    but every now and then
    I find myself
    barking with the dog
    or bending with the irises
    or helping out
    in other little ways.

    — Leonard Cohen in Book of Longing

    Happy thoughts ... make a great day!
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