Indirect Karma Reduction
November 3rd, 2006
Halloween evening a few of us were training in the park – one of my traditional activities, although I usually work more on the meditation and visualization side of things. We were working with the bo, well after dark, when someone suddenly hefted a bo as if to throw it like a javelin. There was a furry little bunny rabbit that’d ventured out onto the grass about twenty feet away.
I chuckle.
“I think I’d probably get it.” He sets down the bo.
I push some ego buttons. “I don’t know, those little fuckers are pretty quick.”
He considers, perhaps testing himself, then heaves the stick forward, hitting right where the critter was nibbling grass before it scattered, scared as shit. When he retrieves his bo, there’s a chunk of fur on it.
“At least you know you could survive on wabbit stew if you needed to.”
“Yeah, but now I feel bad. Karma’s definitely going to bust me for that one.”
“Fuck. I goaded you into it. Now I feel bad too.”
“Yeah, it really is your fault. I’ll tell Karma when I see her.”
Thanks.
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