I was talking to a friend about Buddhism.
He is an associate, actually, though not really an associate. More like like an acquaintance from the dawn of history.
(Not a friend, surely. What I mean to say is that I tried friendship once. It didn't work!)
So I said something about meditation as being one part of the eightfold path. So he brightens up and says that he has been meaning to pay a return visit to some monastery in upstate New York where he once spent a week or so. He still has his begging bowl as a memento.
In fact, he wished to go strongly and would soon make plans.
I asked him what it is that is doing the wishing.
There is a lot of paradox here based more on the metaphysics rather than ethical or religious notions.
However, this one had never, ever, ever uttered a word more profund in his long life. Nor did the one who heard it understand it.
THIS I will meditate on.
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Sunday, October 22, 2006
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