1000 Unshed Tears

Our friend's daughter Ariana could not find her new book that she had purchased from Scholastic Book program. It was a new yoga book that had just arrived and had she already absorbed enough so as to show us all a Sun Salutation. Ariana cried tears when she could not find the book to show me. No one could understand such tears over her book, no one except maybe me. I know that her mom had survived breast cancer and was still bald from the chemo treatments she had just finished. No one thought of her little friend's mother who was also battling a very serious illness and was in the hospital even that evening and no one was thinking about her Uncle Mark who had been in a car accident some 10 years earlier causing him to remain in a vegetative stated in a local convalescent hospital. Ariana's tears may have been at some subconscious level the 100o unshed tears of the suffering so present in the life of her immediate family. Cry them out my dear Ariana; shedding tears is watering the heart as is rainfall for the earth.