When the boys were young, we introduced them to ice skating and my wife wanted to take a lesson as well. A while into the lesson the instructor said to my wife, “if you like to skate you have to let go of the rink railing.”
Why is letting go so hard? Why do I hunt after enlightenment even though everyone is telling me that all I have to do is to let go of all the identifications the self clings to? The I cannot let go of the hunt for enlightenment.
I was sitting here in the morning hours and reflected on the fact that the self becomes strong in strife, but then, the birds are singing, the sun is rising, the toast and coffee are ready—the spiritual I seeks while spiritual living is.
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