In the almost 45 years since I first started formally sniffing the spiritual fire hydrant, I don't think a single day -- not one single day -- has passed without giving the matter some thought. Whether in practice or intellectual munching ... not one single day.
And I don't regret it. It's probably better than sticking up 7-11's or over-indulging in chocolate or being more-overtly unkind in one way or another.
But, without meaning offense to others, I do sincerely wonder if such an interest is what Jesus or Gautama or Mohammad or any of the other good teachers had in mind when they laid out their teachings.
A good teacher would wish for your happiness, don't you think? Not a 'spiritual' happiness -- just happiness without any add-ons.
No one adds stuff on when they're happy. They're just happy.
Would a good teacher wish for anything less than that?
I doubt it.
16,425 days ... that's a lot of days that required no add-ons.
Oh well -- life is profligate. For this reason, it is called "loving."
The profligate never care much what anyone calls them.
Daily for me too, mostly the frustration of not being able to organize myself to sit more. Pain, depression, chores, just seems to take all day, I want to sit like my hair was on fire, but i'm too decrepit for a monastery to take me. And house holding is endless. What Would Buddha Do, he did while young.
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