moving

i jump into a small sang taw bus. int he back i find three young monks

looking at me like i look at them. fascination!  The bus moves slowly and as

we face each other eyes dart back and forth gently seeking some

understanding of worlds so far  apart.  It is wonderful!  Internally 

i realise how far away i am from the dharma the buddhas teaching.

but i take refuge that these wonderful orange robed lads will inspire countless

folk throughout the decades to come.

the shopping mall monks look at laptops and mobiles. i make a small

mental note that they are the same as me but different.  And as 

i walk on i smile and think how i can move like them from distraction 

to distraction!