So just today my oldest daughter (12) stumbled across me preparing to do zazen. She sat next to me and asked, "Why are you putting the folded blankets on the floor?" to which I replied, "Because I am too poor to afford a Zabuton and Zafu."
She then asked, "What is that?"
"They are cushions for sitting on while 'meditating.'"
I proceeded to open the Heart Sutra on my phone (not yet memorized) and produced a glass cup and a spoon. I began by doing my prostrations when she asked, "what are you doing?" She sighed a small laugh.
"I am taking refuge and paying respect to all beings"
I began to tap the spoon to the glass and started reciting the sutra. I was cut short again, "what are you saying and why are you saying it that way?"
"I am chanting, and it's to set my mind on the right path", I replied.
"The path for what?" she inquired.
"The path that will lead me to the most dangerous alleys in the city of my mind."
I recited the sutra, and as I prepared myself for zazen I also gave her step by step instructions on how to sit zazen.
Her and I sat zazen for a good time before she said, "this definitely teaches you patience!"
"No, it does nothing for you."
"That makes no sense, Kyle."
"What makes sense then?"
"I don't know."
"Perhaps you're making too much sense of things when you should just see everything for the way it is."
"That's stupid, Kyle."
Then she left the room.
Anyone else have similar stories?
She then asked, "What is that?"
"They are cushions for sitting on while 'meditating.'"
I proceeded to open the Heart Sutra on my phone (not yet memorized) and produced a glass cup and a spoon. I began by doing my prostrations when she asked, "what are you doing?" She sighed a small laugh.
"I am taking refuge and paying respect to all beings"
I began to tap the spoon to the glass and started reciting the sutra. I was cut short again, "what are you saying and why are you saying it that way?"
"I am chanting, and it's to set my mind on the right path", I replied.
"The path for what?" she inquired.
"The path that will lead me to the most dangerous alleys in the city of my mind."
I recited the sutra, and as I prepared myself for zazen I also gave her step by step instructions on how to sit zazen.
Her and I sat zazen for a good time before she said, "this definitely teaches you patience!"
"No, it does nothing for you."
"That makes no sense, Kyle."
"What makes sense then?"
"I don't know."
"Perhaps you're making too much sense of things when you should just see everything for the way it is."
"That's stupid, Kyle."
Then she left the room.
Anyone else have similar stories?
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