Sharing gratitude practice with fellow travelers the other day, Lydia called it “Pema dipping” as we thumbed freely through the tiny book, stopping at whichever page called. Time and again, this practice has brought poignant and timely wisdom to an experience.
Don’t let life harden your heart
When I was about six years old I received an essential teaching from an old woman sitting in the sun. I was walking by her house one day feeling lonely, unloved, and mad, kicking anything I could find. Laughing she said to me, “Little girl, don’t you go letting life harden your heart.”
Right there, I received this pith instruction: we can let the circumstances of our lives harden us so that we become increasingly resentful and afraid, or we can let them soften us and make us kinder and more open to what scares us.
We always have this choice.
I cannot express how deeply carrying this tiny book has touched my life over the past months. It was gifted to me by a beautiful soul from my mountain home in Colorado. I feel honored to be a link, to share it and seeing it shared. I hope it carries forward the same with each of you.