Renunciation ... from the verb "renun", meaning to become a "nun" for a second time.
Gassho, Jundo
Gassho, Jundo
Around 18 years ago I became interested in playing the mandolin, took lessons from someone in a local mandolin orchestra, and eventually was invited to join that orchestra. I played with them for a few years, and also occasionally played in a quartett with my teacher and 2 other people from the orchestra. After a few years I moved further away due to a new job, went back to university to complete my graduate work (M.S. in Computer Science) in the evenings, and was also busy learning German. I had enough real reasons why I couldn't participate in the orchestra any longer, but I'd be a liar if I denied that it was also a big relief, as if a huge burden had been taken from my chest. Why? Because I was a perfectionist. Besides working full time, going for lessons and giving concerts, at one point I was spending over 3 hours a night practicing, every night. Once those job/study changes arose in my life I stopped playing completely, I had pushed myself over the edge and simply had no desire to do it anymore. Due to my Buddhist practice I've come to realize that superlatives like 'best', 'greatest', 'ultimate' are only ideas in our heads, and that they can be dangerous ones at that. (Please tell me to stop if I should ever mention that I'm doing Zazen 12 hours a day.
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