Silent Sunday …. and the best unsaid!
I am a Buddhist (amongst other things). I tend not to talk much about this because some people and I included have preconceived about how such people should and shouldn’t behave. I don’t usually match up to expectations; so I prefer not to embarrass myself or others. So it is best kept quiet.
A question usually asked, after a stony silence, when I say I meditate
is ‘What is that and how it feel?’ This is very difficult to answer; might be compared with telling a blind person about a banana ! So best left unsaid.
So after a busy and wonderful Saturday I spent this morning with pen, paper and a poem
‘In the beginning I took my master for my master,
In the middle, I took the scriptures for my master,
In the end, I tool my mind for my master.
PS While the poem is not mine the attempt at calligraphy is