A few days later I left the ārāma.
First thing I wanted to do was go back to the Temple. It was a place of acceptance. Where I could be what I am. Where there seemed to be no expectations. Where I could give freely and receive freely. Where I felt genuine care for myself and genuinely cared for others. Where I wasn’t afraid of any hidden agendas. Where others happily accepted my little contributions.
I would wake up as if in my mom’s arms, happy and safe. My children were welcomed there, and their noises were welcomed too. There was no need to worry.
When I walked out, I noticed how much my outlook has changed. I was ok with the chaos of choices at my disposal. I was ok with my obligations. I was ok with my aspirations. I wasn’t afraid of people’s agendas. I got some sleep. I took care of my injury. I rested. I became more present.
I was more lovingly kind with my kids. I was more lovingly kind with my husband. I was just there for them. And they noticed too. It was subtle, yet profoundly changed my world.
I am grateful to Bhikkhunī Visuddhi, who despite sickness, was still available for visits. I am grateful for her listening, for her advice and for her warm presence.
I know I’m just one of many for whom her listening and advice has such an influence. I’ve witnessed others, such as a lady who left her job to help support immigrants stuck in Greece. On verge of a burn out, in just one meeting with Bhikkhunī , she seemed to have gotten calmer, more energized and inspired. As if she herself found a new direction. All it needed was Bhikkhunī Visuddhi’s presence, patience and occasional advice.
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