Lumina, Michael and I took a train to Daejon this weekend, where we stayed in the peaceful mountains residing in a Buddhist temple. We prayed, meditated, bowed, chanted and ate like Buddhist monks for two days and one night. We didn't have the digital camera with us, so I'm sorry I don't get to share it with you right now.
It was beautiful. Sunim, the Buddhist nun, taught me the Korean word for beautiful is yaypoysayo. I repeated it over and over everywhere I walked.
I feel a poem coming on about my experience, and yet I feel so inspired and brilliant like a firefly... I want to let these moments blaze...to fly freely in me, instead of attempting to capture and seal the memory in a jar of words.
What I can share is that I am once again committed to my belief in filling my time on earth soaking in spiritual pools. For me, this is joy. We spoke with the monk who spoke perfect English. Michael asked him, "Is there anything we can do for you?" His reply, "Live happily. This is what you can for me."
And I will. May I be kinder. May I be wiser. May I be more true to my true self. May I slow down, and remember. May I let go of fears and other such soul clutter. May I see you as an extention of my self, and honor you as such. May I indeed love you like the gods and goddesses you are. May I be less reactionary, and more thoughtful before I speak. May I acknowledge the unhealthy attachments in my life to things, feelings, emotions, and states of consciousness. May I detach from how I think things should be, and see them as they are. May I find peace in illuminating my darkness with light.
And may I rise, one step higher, because of what I have witnessed today.
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