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It's raining right now and the sound of it coming through my open window is rather pleasant. It's supposed to continue for the next three days though which isn't cool in my opinion. For right now though, I'm enjoying it.
When Brendon and I hang out in the city we tend to make stops at certain stores he frequents. Recently one of those stores was Borders in which I soon found myself emersed in the Eastern Thought shelves. So it is thanks to him that my interest in Buddhism has been re-awakened. It never really went dormant but was rather set on the back burner for a while.
I picked up the book "First You Shave Your Head" while there. Its a non-fiction book about a western female monk who goes to Korea on a month long pilgrimage with her teacher. It felt good to read it because I'm once again inspired to delve deeper into Buddhism.
I suppose things such as school and a new but old boyfriend distracted me from my desire to learn more about it. I think the books I was reading also added to it though. I've bought about 10 books so far and have read all of them except for 2 and eventually they started to feel a little repetitive. The first book I bought was similar to this recent one in the sense that it was a non-fictional narritive as well and proved to be a little more inspiring than all the informational books I started to get into. They were deffinately interesting and good books but I guess I got a little burnt out.
So now I'm filled with the desire to do more. How I'm going to go about that I don't know yet. I feel like I might need to start doing something (I don't know what) everyday in order to keep myself on the right track. I want to practice compassion and patience but it is very easy to become distracted from it and settle into old habits especially when living in this city. I want to have a loving regard for everyone and everything I encounter. I know that sounds very tree-hugging hippy-like, but I've felt it before and I've seen the affects it has. When I'm able to live in that frame of mind I'm much happier than I've ever been. To be able to take pleasure in something as simple as serving someone a drink while at Vbar instead of absent mindedly doing it as part of the job description is a great feeling.
When Brendon and I hang out in the city we tend to make stops at certain stores he frequents. Recently one of those stores was Borders in which I soon found myself emersed in the Eastern Thought shelves. So it is thanks to him that my interest in Buddhism has been re-awakened. It never really went dormant but was rather set on the back burner for a while.
I picked up the book "First You Shave Your Head" while there. Its a non-fiction book about a western female monk who goes to Korea on a month long pilgrimage with her teacher. It felt good to read it because I'm once again inspired to delve deeper into Buddhism.
I suppose things such as school and a new but old boyfriend distracted me from my desire to learn more about it. I think the books I was reading also added to it though. I've bought about 10 books so far and have read all of them except for 2 and eventually they started to feel a little repetitive. The first book I bought was similar to this recent one in the sense that it was a non-fictional narritive as well and proved to be a little more inspiring than all the informational books I started to get into. They were deffinately interesting and good books but I guess I got a little burnt out.
So now I'm filled with the desire to do more. How I'm going to go about that I don't know yet. I feel like I might need to start doing something (I don't know what) everyday in order to keep myself on the right track. I want to practice compassion and patience but it is very easy to become distracted from it and settle into old habits especially when living in this city. I want to have a loving regard for everyone and everything I encounter. I know that sounds very tree-hugging hippy-like, but I've felt it before and I've seen the affects it has. When I'm able to live in that frame of mind I'm much happier than I've ever been. To be able to take pleasure in something as simple as serving someone a drink while at Vbar instead of absent mindedly doing it as part of the job description is a great feeling.