Reflections on the Appearance of a Boddhisatva

6-24-12 0925 Hilton Suites, Ratsmouth, Fla. Like many somewhat autistic people, I like labels. Like to see 'em, like to paste 'em on unlabeled events, dogs, small children and even emotional states. Yes, its a pesky habit, but generally not harmful to those small children, etc. I guess a subset of this is diagnosing everything in sight. Probably helps with the doctoring. Probably doesnt hurt other stuff. And a blessing of age has been the slow, sometimes painful, ability to re-label. To admit to myself that the stereotype isnt the reality, That, to use Suzanne Vega's metaphor, my own personal movie may not allign well with reality., Why this reflection, with only minutes to go before heading to Fort Lauderdale airport to travel back north? While the air outside is soggy with the just passed downpour, while the reflections of cloudy light on the evanescent pools that were a parking lot are just waiting to be walked through? Because during the last few days, in the many meetings connected with the business of maybe making a medical school, I've sometimes attrributed evil intent to some actions, some people even. When they could better be considered as another learnable moment, another manifestation of mind. Another bodisatva in the road. More later. Don't worry, all of this will rub off somewhere on the way north.