“Buddha with a Cell Phone” * by David Romtvedt

Smile if you want a smile from another face. — Dalai Lama

Remember that sometimes not getting what you want is a wonderful stroke of luck. — Dalai Lama

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The mere voice of His Holiness the Dalai Lama makes me smile.

I saw him speak many years ago. A young mother asked him how to calm her baby.

He answered,

” I do not know anything about babies. I do know that the crying would make it hard to meditate. I think it may be awhile before you are able to resume your practice, I am afraid.”

He was laughing the entire time.

The young mother beamed.

I know for me at that moment,

being a Mother of a young child became my meditation.

Crying? So what.

Love.

That is where the Juice is.

Peace,  Jen

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Buddha with a Cell Phone
by David Romtvedt
The dark sky opens and it starts to rain. I go outside
to stand in the stream, the longed-for gift of water
where it hasn’t rained for so long. I shout and dance
with the dog, who puts his ears back and licks my nose.
When we come back in, he shakes and I do too,
a few drops flying off my hair. I notice the Buddha
sitting on my desk. He’s a rubber Buddha
in a yellow robe. If you squeeze him he squeaks.
He’s got a radiant smile on his face, his eyebrows
happy half-moons over his eyes. As I stare at him
my wife walks by and with a cheery Buddha-like glint says,
“It’s raining.” In his right hand the Buddha’s got a cappuccino
and in his left a cell phone pressed to his ear.
His lips are closed so I know he’s listening, not talking.
One more thing—I pick up a little kaleidoscope
lying next to the Buddha and lift it to my eye to look outside.
I thought it would make the raindrops glitter
through the autumn-dry corn but instead what I see
looks like the ceiling of a great cathedral.
I whirl around and am presented with the image
of a thousand rubber Buddhas, each one
a drop of rain, falling, ready to hit the ground.

~ by Step On a Crack on April 18, 2012.

12 Responses to ““Buddha with a Cell Phone” * by David Romtvedt”

  1. OK, once again, i comment on your remarks. JUICE, bring me more juice baby. AND, bring me honest spiritual giants! Buddha on speed dial please! LOVE MEL

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  2. OmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmG I love that photo!!!! It made this face SMILE.
    **kiss**

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  3. You’ve got juice here!

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  4. “Love–that is where the juice is”–what a remarkable statement, Jen!! God bless you today. love, Caddo

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    • I am so happy you like this! Looking for the juice is key in every situation. God always give juice, not always in a sippy cup, but always Juice.

      Love, Jen

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      • Oh, I’m laughing!–I seriously think I need “one a them sippy cups” for the next crazy time when I act like fretful toddler…shoot, I hate those days! love you, sis Caddo

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      • Good! I think All of us need one of them there Sippy cups. Darn if I know where to find one. I guess that is the dehydrated path we must walk from time to time to get where God needs us to be. I hate em too. BUT there is a gift in them. Love you too… Jen

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