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The Dalai stopped it...

It is frustrating to type out a post that took darned close to an hour to compose and have it disappear into the blog abyss. Yes...that happened to me yesterday. It was a vent blog and I was livid to say the least. It was about seeing someone on Saturday that I truly don't care to ever lay eyes on again. *shudder* But...I digress into why the Dalai stopped it. Ok...I'm not saying he had anything to do with it but work with me on this.

I came into work today all bleh. I have a desk calendar on my desk...fancy that will you? It is "Insight from the Dalai Lama". What would Saturday's insight be? Let me share it...

"To be aware of a single shortcoming within oneself is more useful than to be aware of a thousand in somebody else. Rather than speaking badly about people and in ways that will produce only friction and unrest in their lives, we should preactice a purer perception of them, and when we speak of others, speak of their good qualities. If you find yourself slandering anybody, first imagine that your mouth is filled with excrement. It will break you of the habit quickly enough."

WOW!!! Can you say that I'm actually glad that the post went into the blog abyss? Seeing how the woman I do not like continues to read this blog...I'm sure that all hell would have broken loose. Granted...I said nothing bad about her but you know how narcissists are. It's all about them and no one is ever hurt by their actions.

I do have a difficult time in finding good qualities in certain people. I really do...especially when they do nothing but hurt people and think nothing of their actions. Try as I might...can't find the good. I know that one day I may see it but for now...I can't. I know I will never be like the Dalai but it is nice to be able to strive to live the way he says we should.

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