Dear Buddha

July 31st, 2008

My impromptu altars include Buddhas, Mexican candles, tchotkes, trinkets, family photos and random glitter. I like to think it reflects the heart of a seeker, but I suspect it’s more the collection of a magpie or gadfly. I have a friend who keeps kosher, a few who seem to be devout Christian (sort of) and a lot of free-floating spirits who embrace some vague Spirituality that combines Buddhism, goddess worship, the Black Madonna and yoga. I just don’t get any of it. It’s as if the religious vaccination I received as a child failed to take, and I don’t have the same emotional and psychic protection that my friends do. I was brought up to believe, to follow, to fall into line, and yet…I don’t. But I still pray …  to Buddha, El Senor (as they called God in a Mexican church I once attended), my dead mother, the Great Whoever. For the people I love, for sleeping and waking, for an available parking space, for love, for rescue, for rain,  for someone to be listening. 

4 Responses to “Dear Buddha”

  1. gautama buddha says:

    i have deep respect for gautam buddha

  2. Pat says:

    Well said as I am sure there are many who feel the same…..including myself most of the time. The older I get…the less I know for sure is about what it amounts to. I pray, and like you, I hope someone hears. What I do know is that through your blog…..I hear you and you hear me. What a wonderful invention! I’m listening…….Pat

  3. Marilyn says:

    I loved reading your blog. It reminds me of the book “Eat, Pray, Love”. I have to agree with Pat. I really don’t think any of us “know for sure”, but I’m most at home with the feeling of oneness and all paths lead to the same destination. I like this picture with the Buddha, probably because I collect Buddhas.

  4. buddhist amulet says:

    great