Anyhow - she writes about many wonderful love-y sorts of things - amoung them the silliness of our penchant for pain avoidance. And what can I say? I'm struck. Perhaps I'm not a masochistic nut bar. (Or not *just* a masochistic nut bar?) Perhaps - I might even be on the right track, if such a thing exists. Who knows. It just resonated, is all.
On that note, Pema says this:
(Though none of this helps me at all with my penchant for finding physical pain. Sadly, I'm still pretty much just a clumsy goof.)