Re: I don't worry about it too much
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Posted by Catherine Cartwright Jones on November 24, 1999 at 19:38:03:
In Reply to: Re: I don't worry about it too much posted by Kenzi on November 24, 1999 at 18:01:02:
>Do you find there are times when you have to henna and don't feel that joy and attentiveness? That's where the years of practice and discipline are important. Anyone can do a good henna on a good day. Learn your trade as an artist to the point that you can do it perfectly when bombs are going off around you. (Think of a cocktail pianist in a bar, a disciplined artist can do well no matter what.) Do your craft perfectly and without attachment to the results. (The sun shines, whether or not there are clouds.) Krishna and Arjuna had a long chat about that once, one day at the onset of a battle. It was the all time major Dharma rant. You simply do, perfectly, (because it is your responsibility to learn to do your work perfectly) the job at hand. Don't get wound up in pride or egotism or attachment to job. Just do it flawlessly, time after time, with compassion and attentiveness. It doesn't matter whether its changing diapers or painting the Sistine Chapel. Do it perfectly. If you really can't do the job at hand, (like you're physically ill) you should be doing something else at that moment (like GO TO BED!). Stop and figure out what else it is that has to be taken care of first. If you take care of yourself, and see to it that you are a disciplined, patient, compassionate and attentive person, you don't need to worry about the integrity of your work. If you are a selfish, pretentious, short-sighted person.....you WON'T worry about integrity. And that's ok because eventually, you WILL get hit upside the head with a cosmic clue bat. I had a cosmic clue bat whack me once in regards to parental integrity. I thought Barbie Dolls were really awful, utterly lacking integrity, for all sorts of politically correct reasons, and never bought any for my daughter. Now I realize, that in the right pair of small, loving hands, Barbies are really, really cool.
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