early morning and an ambulance with flashing lights is outside.a knot of neighbours appears to see paramedics bringing a neighbour out on a stretcher. she has taken an overdose. we share a collective guilt. we were unaware of the depth of her distress.
did she ask for help but wasn’t heard? was she unable to ask? if i was in trouble right now,would i have the faith in my neighbours to call on them? would i take that chance or choose to suffer in silence?
when i ask it is usually with an expectation that my request will be met.it’s quite safe.asking unconditionally, without expectation, is to step outside my safety zone.i offer up everything.
but when i have been willing to do that,a bhodisattva has always responded.