Finding my way
I feel myself slipping away. The trappings of worldly pleasures distract me from the bigger picture.
I'm struggling to find my place in this world. I do not wish to conform, but I do not wish to be an outcast. I want to stand out and yet be accepted. Surely this is a contradiction?!
I need to find my way back to the Teachings. To rediscover my conviction. The scent of dried bo leaves in my copy of the Dhammapada takes my mind back to Anuradhapura, and the tranquillity I felt at Ruwanweliseya. I need to find that calm again.
My mother has stopped telling me to meditate. And now I think I'm ready to start meditating. For real this time.
Sabbe sattā bhavantu sukhitattā!
I'm struggling to find my place in this world. I do not wish to conform, but I do not wish to be an outcast. I want to stand out and yet be accepted. Surely this is a contradiction?!
I need to find my way back to the Teachings. To rediscover my conviction. The scent of dried bo leaves in my copy of the Dhammapada takes my mind back to Anuradhapura, and the tranquillity I felt at Ruwanweliseya. I need to find that calm again.
My mother has stopped telling me to meditate. And now I think I'm ready to start meditating. For real this time.
Sabbe sattā bhavantu sukhitattā!