June 4, 2004

• Turning Points

  I forget when I found the book Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse, but it was some time in my early youth. It was the first very different take on life from my political western upbringing that I had encountered and I took to it immediately. It’s a short book, 122 pages, and is the simple story of one seeker and what he found. The Buddha was only one stop on his journey. Here is a quote:
  The Buddha went quietly on his way, lost in thought. His peaceful countenance was neither happy nor sad. He seemed to be smiling gently inwardly. With a secret smile, not unlike that of a healthy child, he walked along, peacefully, quietly. He wore his gown and walked along exactly like the other monks, but his face and his step, his peaceful downward glance, his peaceful downard-hanging hand, and every finger of his hand spoke of peace, spoke of completeness, sought nothing, imitated nothing, reflected a continuous quiet, an unfading light, an invulnerable peace.
  Deep Thought: I guess the hard thing for a lot of people to accept is why God would allow me to go running through their yards, yelling and spinning around.
  Today I am grateful for: Other options

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