2024 1125 致你們，親愛的燭火們：滿足 Fulfillment
這世界不只不完美，還有著嚴重的殘缺。
這社會不只不友善，還有著殘忍的嚴苛。
有人仗著權勢欺壓弱小的人們，有人仗著錢勢污辱窮苦的人們，有人仗著高位壓榨下層的人們，有人仗著武力鞭打霸凌無力反擊的人們。
這世界很殘酷，這社會很難看。這是我們每天都看到的新聞。
而小小的我，在一個小小的地方，看著一群少少的人，每天輪流著，在一間間小小的房間哩，拿起話筒，語調輕柔，耐心地聽著許多人訴說。
在這裡，每一個人沒有名字，沒有自己。
在這裡，每一個人沒有情緒，沒有自我。
在這裡，只有一個個像是一根根的蠟燭，點燃著小小燭火，只盼能給予電話那一端的人，一點點微弱的光，一點點微弱的暖。
這光，不明亮，但也許是個希望。
這光，不暖和，但也許是個盼頭。
沒在幽暗峽谷裡行走過的人，無法明白整個漆黑的夜晚是多麼駭人。
我們鑿不開峽谷厚重的山壁，敲不開蓋住燦浪陽光的泥土。外面的世界百花盛開，萬物生機，在黃土的土石地上，連水都抓不住痕跡，生機，是那樣微弱且稀薄。
這群志工們，在這樣寸土不生的貧瘠領土，日日夜夜地墾荒，只要有一點希望，堅持不放棄。
沒人知道他們的名和姓，沒人看到他們的身影，他們像是許許多多個蝙蝠俠，守護著每一通來電，而電話那頭的求助者，像是一個個敗壞高潭市，聽到溫暖的聲音，如同呼喊蝙蝠俠的聚光燈，有了生機，湧出了希望。
對這群心善且日復一日，年復一年的志工們感到衷心誠意的敬佩。
請宇宙送給這些志工們祝福，抽到的塔羅牌是【滿足 Fulfillment】。
真是讓人感動。是的，這群沒名沒姓的志工們，不為什麼，都只是因為自己能夠付出，能幫助到人而內心感到滿足。
這真的是很偉大。很讓人敬佩。
我很幸運能夠看到這麼一群默默付出的人們，即使我知道這社會有多可惡，但在許多地方，我也知道這世界有多善良，多溫暖。
佛說，人的出生都是來了卻過去累世的緣分。
即使只是擦肩而過，那也是段美麗的情緣。
願 ~ 大家都能珍惜眼前的，身旁的人們。
November 25, 2024
To You, Dear Candlelights: Fulfillment
This
world is not only imperfect—it is deeply flawed.
This society is not only unkind—it is cruelly harsh.
There are those who wield power to oppress the weak, those who use wealth to demean the poor, those who exploit their positions to crush those below, and those who resort to violence to bully the defenseless.
This
world is brutal; this society is unsightly.
We see it every day in the news.
And yet, here I am, in a small corner of this vast world, watching a small group of people take turns each day. In tiny rooms, they pick up their microphones, speaking softly, patiently listening to the stories shared by many.
Here,
no one has a name. No one is themselves.
Here, no one shows emotion. No one asserts their identity.
Here, they are like candles—each one igniting a small flame, hoping to offer a faint light, a faint warmth, to the person on the other end of the phone.
This light is not bright, but perhaps it is a glimmer of hope.
This warmth is not strong, but perhaps it is a promise to hold on.
Those who have not walked through the dark valleys cannot understand how terrifying an entire pitch-black night can be.
We cannot carve through the heavy walls of the canyon, nor break through the soil that blocks the shining sun.
Outside, the world blooms with vibrant life, but on this barren land, even
water cannot leave a trace. Vitality is sparse and fragile here.
Yet this group of volunteers, on this infertile and desolate ground, persist day and night, tirelessly cultivating. As long as there is a hint of hope, they refuse to give up.
No one knows their names, no one sees their faces.
They are like countless Batmen, protecting every incoming call.
And the callers—like the broken citizens of Gotham City—find hope and life in
these warm voices, as though responding to the Bat-Signal shining in the night.
I
feel profound and heartfelt admiration for these kindhearted volunteers, who
dedicate themselves year after year, day after day.
May the universe bless them.
The Tarot card drawn for them is Fulfillment.
How moving this is. Yes, these nameless and selfless volunteers find inner fulfillment simply in the act of giving and helping others.
It is truly extraordinary and deeply admirable.
I am fortunate to witness such a group of quietly dedicated individuals.
Though I know how vile this society can be, I also know, in many places, how
kind and warm this world truly is.
Buddha once said that every human birth is meant to resolve the karmic ties of past lives.
Even if it’s just a fleeting encounter, it is still a beautiful connection.
May we all cherish what is before us and the people around us.