Today I rode the bus to get to work. I always have mystical experiences on buses. A long time ago I met an old man who rode the same bus I did and he told me about how he met an angel on the bus right after his son had died. I thought, "Great! So it's not just me."
Today I sat next to a guy who wreaked of alcohol and he was having a conversation with some older, hippy dude who was sitting across from him. The hippy guy had a scraggly looking beard, an old hat and a cane and he noticed I had a lotus flower drawn on the back of my sketchbook. He said, "Nice lotus."
And I said, "Thanks, I drew it."
He nodded and said, "Do you know why the lotus is so important in the Buddha star?"
I said I didn't.
He said, "It's because the lotus has to grow up from the muck and mud at the bottom of the water, through all this slime, and the flower has a waxy quality to it that repels anything dirty or negative, so that by the time it gets to the surface where the light is, it can open up to a beautiful, perfect flower. That's why the Buddha is always seen sitting on a lotus, because it repels negativity and day to day crap."
I'm not saying it as beautifully as he did, but that's the gist of it. Then he offered me a mint and I thanked him and went on my way.
Sometimes you meet the Buddha on the bus.
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That's amazing!
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