You can't rant with a lama

Well, it wasn't the lack of sleep.  I am still surly.  Perhaps, along with one's teeth and knees and bowels, one's patience ages?  I cut off a team member today in the middle of her haranguing a parent because a.  I could as the chair of the meeting...b.  She was being unkind.....and c.  My patience has a patina.  It glows with wisdom and then cracks wide open.

I think I'm OK with this state of things.  As a younger therapist, I worked my tail off to see every point of view and made sure I was operating from an unbiased stance.  There is no such thing and not everything is deserving of equal time.  Too much patience leads to collusion and an avoidance of saying hard truths.  I'm done being accepting and understanding of teachers who don't honor students.  Truly and completely done.



Lovingkindness                    by H.H. the XIV Dalai Lama

Right from the moment of our birth
We are under the care and kindness of our parents.
And then later on in our lives
when we are oppressed
by sickness
and become old,
we are again dependent
on the kindness of others.

Since at the beginning
and end of our lives
we are so dependent on
others' kindness,
how can it be
that in the middle
we neglect kindness
towards others?


I will begin anew tomorrow:)