I come back again and again to the first chapter – the Buddha making his daily rounds, the simple rightness of what is described. Like Ed Gōshin said, everything after Chapter 1 is commentary. The Buddha’s quiet daily example from thousands of years ago opens a dialogue stretching into every part of our lives today, and beyond. But it is his example that is the real teaching.
It seems to be a matter of rediscovering and liberating that same moment-to-moment rightness in myself. Supposedly it’s there. But witnessing it in others is what opens the door. How are they who they are? Envy leading to inquiry. Have to start somewhere.
But it brings up another question: how do I know if I have what they have? What if I’m wasting my time?
And the more I witness the wearing out and countless failings of the human body, the more I find myself encountering yet another question: how should I die?
And, as Phil Taiho replied: Knowing I will die, how should I live?
Lots of questions and I need to ask them. Like a child, from what arises. Why is the sky blue? Where did all this wind come from? Who am I?
In reply to Ed Brickell