Here's a great example of what happens when we become so full of opinions, we don't even recognize common sense when it stares us in the face. In working with the Lojong slogans, I find myself pushing back with what I believe to be true. But what if I were to let go of all those ideas that I worship as truth and allow an open spaciousness? Do I fear the "me" will disappear? The vesica piscis shape behind the figure in the Ten of Swords indicates a gateway to a new understanding once I willingly stop advocating for my opinions. The verses associated with stick 54 of the Kwan Yin poem are:
Trees and bushes
reflected in the running water.
Their image shifts and changes
creating confusion in the mind.
Often when I don't have all the answers, I am uncomfortable to the point where my ego says, "Just pick one!" Of course this would be like taking one picture frame from a 2 hour film and declaring it to be the whole movie. Patience is needed; the discomfort won't kill me while I wait for the ripples in the water to smooth out.

