The following is from a series of tweets by Jetsunma Ahkon Lhamo:
For whom is Dharma written? Not for the ones who feel they know it. That would be a waste. If you are like that don’t listen to me.
Remember I was born in Brooklyn. (So not trustworthy?). I learned late, Aha! But was born young. I’ve always been kind and generous which makes me stupid, a joke.
I am a women past her prime. What use am I? I have seen my nature long ago, yet cannot hardly speak of it. I know the pulse of life, so must be repelled and fought. And because I have a throne and crown will never be loved truly.
But I love you. If you can open your heart and ask me in I will be there. A whore for Dharma, sure. A healer, speaker, -piece of shit, a rose, whatever you need me to be for you.
But not beaten. I will never be beaten as it is pre-ordained.
If you can hear me, I am here for you.
Abandon you? It is the only thing I cannot do.
