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Best of Reader's Comments: Put it down
Here's the first edition!
You might remember that I recently apologized for letting you down when I complained about my bank. I received so much loving support, that I felt all wrapped up in a warm blanket. It was amazing. (Thank you SO much!)
In the middle of all of these kind words, I found a wise story, told by SheilaJ.
Parting in the Stream by Ducatitrider
Put It Down
Many years ago in Tibet two monks were on their travels. One was old and had been a monk for many years, the other was his apprentice. They belonged to a strict order that forbade any contact with women, even looking at them.
They came to a fast flowing stream on the outskirts of a small village. Stood by the side of it shivering in the cold was a beautiful young girl. The apprentice averted his gaze, girded up his cloak and waded into the stream. The old monk approached the girl and said "Daughter you look cold and alone. Can I help?"
The girl explained that she was going home to her family but was afraid to cross the stream.
The monk scooped her up and wrapped her in his own cloak warming her with his body heat. He waded across the stream to the village and set the girl down, blessed her and strode away followed by the apprentice.
Miles later the monk said to the apprentice "Is something wrong? You haven't spoken since the stream."
The apprentice said "Master we are forbidden to so much as think of women, yet you spoke to that beautiful young girl, carried her close to your body, actually sharing its heat with her. Isn't this a great sin?"
"Indeed it is my son, but my sin is not so great as yours!"
"My sin master?"
"Yes. Unlike you, I put her down at the stream side."
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Sheila finished her comment post by saying this, "Put it down Ro, put it down!"
You are so right, Sheila. I'm trying to do exactly that!
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