Far from the Maddening Crowd...

Just back from my 1 Week break from work and insanity...stayed at a local kampong; and was pretty pleased with the fact that i dun have my HP with me. No TV, no news and no internet. I was basically tug into the middle of nowhere at Lake Cini where the nearest town is 15km away. It took me a couple of days to get used to the lifestyle there and was pretty restless when i only had 2 meals a day. However, after a while, it actually felt like I'm back home...pretty strange feeling...I must have been living in an environment like dat in my previous life. The Lake's water level seem to have risen by quite a bit this time; flooding some of the islets and some of the bridges Rajan built; thanks to global warming. It's a pity nothing much has been done on preserving the ecology of the lake; weeds are just spreading like wildfire. Even the water hole below the wooden huts where i lived has risen by quite a bit. According to the seasons; it shouldnt be raining so much now already...

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Truths and Lies

A friend sent me this clip on McCruelty.com recently.... I'm sure this is just the tip of an ice-berg; behind the colours and gleamours of shopping malls and excessive consumerism of the modern human society lies all these "dirty laundry" kept away from the public eye. Another example i can think of is the BIG LIE where we are being programmed that we can just go about our daily lives concentrating on the "Consumption bit" and ignore the Extraction, Production, Distribution that came before that and Disposal that comes after that....It's time we wake up from Truths like "Perceived Obsolescence" and "Planned Obsolescence" McCruelty: I'm Hatin' It--Learn More.

Paramita Meditation Centre

8 years ago in Feb, i made my first maiden trip to this beautiful island nation of 30 million. Today, the pretty busy road that serves the main throughway from Colombo to Kandy has been widen, resurfaced and thus i see even huge tour coaches and container trucks passing by as i stand above about 5 storeys high at the main meditation hall as i start my walking meditation before THE SIT. Yesterday, an american-vietnamese resident nun living here gave me a surprise by giving me a local sarong and a illuminated statue of the buddha; she wished my happy new year as the sinhala new year is on the 13/14 Apr. PMC is located up the granite slopes to mitigate the noise from the traffic; however, the train tracks that probably runs at least 5 times a day is on the same height as the Dhamma Hall. Gotten used to the symphony of train, vehicular traffic and the sound of nature (birds, insects, whispering of the leaves).

The Bird Cage

M ore than 3 years ago, when i tasted freedom; tried to fly back into the bird cage recently. Yes, there's a steady and predictable flow of water and food, shelter to protect me from the elements but i lost myself in that process; i was unhappy inside the bird cage... As i look back, I've already know where to forage for food, know where to spend the night (but probably needs to become more mindful to drink enough water and be aware of my breath.) So why on earth do i still yearn to fly back into the cage?

the ART of reBIRTH

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