Songwriting

“Pain is not punishment; pleasure is not reward.”

As we pulled out of the parking lot, we discovered our car tire had gone flat. We’d made a trip to the vet, a half hour from home. I did the flat tire changing dance, and discovered, I kid you not, the spare tire was also flat.  

Four hours after embarking on our odyssey, we’re home. It’s easy to focus on the misfortune of the last four hours. I could whitewash it too, counting the blessings of my pleasant morning, my return to a comfy sofa; notice that “at least it was sunny spring afternoon while I changed the flat tire.”   

I have a tendency to focus on one thing or the other. Decide I’m blessed or cursed. But, it’s actually both. And neither.  

Pema Chödron’s teacher Chögyam Trungpa once officiated a wedding. HIs final blessing for the bride and groom was to rap them about their heads with a folded paper fan and say; 

“Pain is not punishment; pleasure is not reward.” 
“Pain is not punishment; pleasure is not reward.” 
“Pain is not punishment; pleasure is not reward.” 

Today, I could remember that. 

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