HER BRILLIANT RESPONSE!

She says she tries to stay happy regardless of how bad the world news is. He asks if she is insensitive to other people’s pain. She answers, “Empathy doesn’t have to include stupidity. No one else’s suffering is going to decrease because I also suffer. Whether it is someone else’s misfortune or my own, being miserable about it is not going to help—and the only things that matter right now are the things that help. It seems more productive and helpful to sharpen my ability to have happiness come from inside, rather than having it being dependent upon the environment. If I accomplish that, and someone feels me radiating happiness and catches a little bit of it, that seems to make more sense than my catching someone else’s fear or despair. Also, every person in the clutches of fear or despair provides a victory for the assholes that purposely manipulate our information and emotions in order to trigger crippling negativities and profit by them. I will not comply. They can’t have me. I have me. The Universe has me. Most of the living things on Earth have all my devotion, time, money, effort, attention, concern, and love. My teachers have me. My beloved friends and family have me. The assholes cannot have me.” www.fearlesspuppy.info

You Can Learn A Lot From Dogs

YOU CAN LEARN A LOT FROM DOGS/CALL OR WRITE TO SOMEONE! There is an organic vegetarian café here in Kathmandu that usually does a good enough business to help fund the large monastery that is attached to and established it. They also host the Saturday farmer’s market. Since the Corona thing has been going on, they are not actually open for business, but do stay open several hours a day to feed tourists with no kitchens that are trapped in Nepal. The meals are provided at no charge and funded by the monastery. I go there and put out sealed vitamin C tablets for folks and also donate oranges bought from the fruit stand near my apartment. I have made friends with the manager and told him of my concern for the neighborhood dogs. He arranged to get me some dog food. Today is my first trip around the neighborhood with it. It is a very bizarre experience.
As I try to feed the first cluster of four, a local says to me in broken English accompanied by a dramatic shoulder shrug, “won’t eat!” I put handfuls of food in front of the dogs and discover how right the local person is. None of them take the food. One scurries away nervously, but three of them rub up against me and insist on being petted. I do so. They are very obviously happy about this. Of the hundred or so dogs I run into within the square half mile, only three dive into the food like they haven’t eaten for a while. At least fifty rub up against me and insist on being petted. These creatures are not starving for food! They are starving for all the people that are missing from their streets, and the affection they are used to getting from human passersby.
I wonder how many people are in the same boat as the Stupaville dogs. Call or write to someone you love, or someone you don’t! www.fearlesspuppy.info