
Ninaenda kwenye maktaba huko Santa Monica kuandika mara nyingi.
Juzi, nilienda kule kufanya kazi fulani, na ninamwona mtu huyu amesimama na kuangalia vitabu fulani. Hadithi mpya isiyo ya kweli. Ana ishara kwenye kifua chake inayosema "Kuwa Upendo."
Ninamuuliza ikiwa ninaweza kupiga picha, na anajilazimisha kwa furaha. Ninageuka kuchukua pesa kwenye pochi yangu. (Hana makao—hilo ni dhahiri. Kuna watu wengi wasio na makao ambao hubarizi kwenye maktaba ya Santa Monica.) Ninageuka nyuma, na ameondoa ishara.
"Picha ni bure," anasema, "lakini ni lazima uvae hii kwa saa mbili. Mimi ni David, jina lako ni nani?"
Ninamwomba anifunge shingoni. Anasema ikiwa mtu yeyote ataniuliza ni ishara gani inakaribia kumwambia, "Ni mahitaji."
Nilimkumbatia na pesa mbili na nikapanda ngazi kuandika. Tabasamu nilizipata wakati nikielekea kwenye meza yangu ndogo karibu na dirisha. Kuwa upendo, kuwa upendo, kuwa upendo. Sehemu ya kitabu changu inazungumza juu ya wajumbe katika maisha yetu. Daudi alikuwa mjumbe kama huyo, hakika.
Pia hakuwahi kuchukua picha na iPhone hapo awali, na picha yangu hapa chini ilikuwa ya kwanza kwake. Mzuri, mzuri.
Baadaye usiku huo…
Nilivaa alama ya "Be Love" darasani kufundisha darasa langu la yoga . Niliingia ndani na kusema, “Je, kuna mtu yeyote anayeweza kukisia mada ni nini usiku wa leo?”
Kila mtu alicheka uwazi wake, lakini, kama mtu fulani alivyosema baada ya darasa, aliponijia na machozi machoni pake, chumba “kililainika.” Alisema, kwa maneno, kwamba hajawahi kuona kitu kama hicho.
Nilivaa ishara siku nzima. Kuwa mwaminifu kwa neno langu na yote. Msichana huyo huku akitokwa na machozi machoni mwake alisema kwamba darasa lilikuwa kama shairi, ambalo linaweza kuwa jambo kuu zaidi kuniambia.
Je, nilifanya hivyo? Nah. Ishara kwenye kifua changu ilifanya.
Unaona, hakuna mtu angeweza kupinga. Hata wale vidume walio na unyonge wa nyuma ambao wanadhani mimi huzungumza sana na "hatuwezi kudharau?" hata alitabasamu na kucheka kwa ishara hiyo. Ilipunguza chumba kwa sababu, vizuri, upendo hufanya hivyo.
Walakini ukiitazama, kwa kweli, sote tunapaswa kuwa tumevaa ishara zinazosema "Kuwa na Upendo." Hata kama hazionekani. Hata kama tunaweza kuiona.
Nilipokuwa nikiendesha gari kuelekea darasani, nilikuwa nyuma ya mvulana ambaye alikuwa akiendesha gari chini ya kikomo cha mwendo na kugeuka bila kupepesa macho—jamaa niliyemwona kama “mkorofi” kwangu. Kwa sauti kubwa. Katika gari langu. Jambo ambalo lilinifanya nicheke. Nilikuwa hapo, nikiwa na alama kubwa ya zamani ya BE LOVE kwenye kifua changu, na nilikuwa nikimwita mgeni mcheshi?
Nilijicheka na haraka haraka nikashukuru kadibodi kwa kunizuia.
Kuwa sawa, Jen.
Wewe ni upendo. Kuwa upendo. Au, kama vile Jesse kwenye Breaking Bad angesema, “Be love, yo.” (Ninaomba radhi kwa utani wowote wa BB ndani ya utani. Mawazo yangu yanazidi sana.)
Naomba daima niwe na ishara kwenye kifua changu. Kama naweza kuiona au la. Hebu sote tukumbuke kwamba tuna ishara hizi kwenye vifua vyetu. Tukumbuke sote Kuwa UPENDO.
Asante, David, mtu asiye na makao niliyekutana naye kwenye maktaba, ambaye alinipitishia upendo. Natumai unajua ulichofanya, bwana wangu mpendwa. Bwana wangu mkubwa, mwenye moyo mkunjufu. Ninatumai kuwa unayo maandishi madogo, yeyote na popote ulipo.


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LOVE this. I am inspired to try it out myself.
Heh heh, loved the bit in the car, calling someone a jerk and so on. I identify.
I sat a mindfulness retreat again recently and this time, coming back into London life, I have been amazed to learn how often I get very, very grumpy with strangers on the Underground for minor teeny meaningless 'slights'.
Since it happens so frequently, I've decided it could be a wonderful 'be love' training, to just notice myself getting all hot and self righteous over and over again.
A sign around my neck might speed up the work though... very brave of you both to wear it! Thank you for creating the awareness, both of you.
You can't *be* what you haven't *realized* as the result of your *learning, growing and healing* process. The biggest obstacle is, that one holds on an image and make it as part of ones self image, then trying to live it. Believing strongly in it and then trying to find confirmation in ones life by searching for it in ones surrounding. In this way surviving with ones established self image, supported by every thing and every body around, who are stuck in the same illusion... Can someone dare to open ones eyes and see the misery and the endless suffering every where? Isn't this finally a reason to *wake up*?
I absolutely "love" this.
Lovely experience. Thanks for sharing it with us.
..."Be Love", or "Be Lust"...??..I don't know..,I'm getting mixed messages from this...., ( I think there's alot of that goin' around..). Thx anyway.
how do you show your love to chickens? cows? pigs? and other animals