Pleasure arises from sustaining mindfulness even into old age. Happiness arises from sustained devotion to the path. Joy arises with wisdom. Bliss arises from casting off all craving. ~ The Hands of the Buddha
I've started going to meditations weekly at the local Tibetan Cultural Center. I've always had an interest in Buddhism and Zen philosophy. Even as I was studying to be a nun, I read about meditation and eastern practices. I just never could work up the courage to actually check out a Buddhist temple. I guess I was afraid that all the people in there would be Asian and/or not be able to understand the service b/c I only spoke English. I was also afraid of being seen as one of those western hippie types that wears eastern tradition like an accessory. I want to expand my awareness and my understanding of faith and reason, not preach or flaunt.
When I went with my friend Brit, the only way I could describe the meditation practice was a feeling like "coming home." I've never felt so comfortable, so welcome, or so at peace as when I was meditating. I can't wait to go again.
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