Coming home from work, I have the dubious opportunities of watching baseball, eating frozen brownies, and doing bills. They all have their attraction, but tonight I sit with my stone, at least for a while. I revel in the opportunity to see things from a different point of view, have a different relationship with things. Meditation is a refuge from an endless field of desire.
Not at first, I cling to it, it is 'not desire', it is 'apart from' entanglement, chasing. That feels like holding on. But deeper, it is the opportunity of dharma, the way things are, of the experience of the Buddha, and of the Sangha. Meditation tonight is a vantage point with no advantage, a kind of end of things. The desire to do the night's activities fades in a very satisfying way. It's always that way, I'm satisfied when my desire for something ends, at least for a millisecond. Why and from where do I go out after things?
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