Was there a sign that said, "Broke. Hungry"?
Such homelessness is sad. Such suffering is difficult.
What to do?
You deal with your shit in Zen by sitting with it. By breathing right into it. You don’t try and ignore it with pleasant thoughts or lofty ideas, and you don’t try and bury it with solutions. You deal with it, you work with it, one breath at a time. You hold it right there, in your breath. You don’t try and breathe it out; you don’t try and breathe it in. You keep it suspended in your diaphragm like a burning hot coin. Your problems won’t change; only you can change. That’s the point.Go ahead, extend a fiver. Hand over a banana. Don't preach, judge, or ignore.
(- from, Growing Ground, by Steve Krieger)
Suffer the indignity of the sign-carrier.
Be happy you feel what you feel. You could just as easily have scoffed, mocked, or laughed. Instead you brought both of you to Saturday Morning Practice and even shed tears.
It is maddening when our egos do not know how to respond, don't know what to do.
Sei stille, be silence, be calm, shush!
God is speaking to your heart/mind.
Listen with care.
You will learn.