Rambly (also: bias ahoy!)
Oct. 14th, 2009 01:06 pmI've been reading the immensely talented
kylecassidy's livejournal for a while now, but the last three entries were especially relevant to my interests. Go read about the Dalai Lama's visit to New York (there's pictures!). I'll be here when you come back.
As I follow the school of Tibetan Buddhism, it is possibly not surprising that the Dalai Lama is important to me and I very much would like the opportunity to attend one of his teachings one day. Now, normally this means I would be vaguely envious of people I know (or whose blogs I read :)) meeting 'celebrities' I'd want to meet, but not so with the Dalai Lama.
Instead of jealousy or envy, I am just incredibly pleased that someone got to meet this extra-ordinary person and got to experience his presence, however briefly. Yes, I would love to have been in Kyle's place (though I would quite likely giggle and trip over my own feet if the Dalai Lama so much as looked in my direction), but I am equally as happy to share in the obvious pleasure he had in the entire experience.
I wish I could explain properly what it is about, but I lack the words. By virtue of who and what he is and what he teaches, the Dalai Lama is a central part of my life (and he would actually tell me off for that...).
*sigh*
I need words. I have images and feelings and moments and fleeting thoughts and meditative experiences that I can't share because I lack the words. So I'll just sit here going 'Dalai Lama! Squee!'
*waves little flag*
As I follow the school of Tibetan Buddhism, it is possibly not surprising that the Dalai Lama is important to me and I very much would like the opportunity to attend one of his teachings one day. Now, normally this means I would be vaguely envious of people I know (or whose blogs I read :)) meeting 'celebrities' I'd want to meet, but not so with the Dalai Lama.
Instead of jealousy or envy, I am just incredibly pleased that someone got to meet this extra-ordinary person and got to experience his presence, however briefly. Yes, I would love to have been in Kyle's place (though I would quite likely giggle and trip over my own feet if the Dalai Lama so much as looked in my direction), but I am equally as happy to share in the obvious pleasure he had in the entire experience.
I wish I could explain properly what it is about, but I lack the words. By virtue of who and what he is and what he teaches, the Dalai Lama is a central part of my life (and he would actually tell me off for that...).
*sigh*
I need words. I have images and feelings and moments and fleeting thoughts and meditative experiences that I can't share because I lack the words. So I'll just sit here going 'Dalai Lama! Squee!'
*waves little flag*