Today it rained

Yesterday, together with some of my dearest friends, we laughed and drank to celebrate the day I was born. We told our stories, and we talked about the things we care for. We became closer, as we knew each other better, as we exposed and uncovered pieces of ourselves, as our lives became part of each other’s. We talked about how we had come to know ourselves better in the past years, by living, and paying close attention to Life, and to what it tells us. All that we had unlearned, all that we had discovered.

This morning I woke up, and spent my day answering a few questions to my professor, so he could grade whether I understood the things he spent the semester trying to teach. Later in the afternoon, I went to class where groups of students discussed their answers, and we all finally gave our papers with notes to the professor. We had discussed the way in which one can study religion. How a religious experience can be understood, and, mostly, how it can’t. Really, we discussed how we cannot understand most things, but that in University we need to pretend we do. In Church we need to pretend we do. The Government needs to pretend it does. We all pretend we do, even though we don’t.

We have to pretend, because it’s really scary to not know. Continue reading Today it rained

Cosmic Music In Your Mind Over A Coffee Or Drink

“We must not see any person as an abstraction. Instead, we must see in every person a universe with its own secrets, with its own treasures, with its own sources of anguish, and with some measure of triumph.” – Elie Wiesel

I had no idea who Elie Wiesel was until I googled “every person is an universe”, and found this quite good quote. I recommend looking him up. For some reason, I already knew this concept of being an universe as I had heard it in different ways many times before. To me it was just a thing hippie new age people thought, and maybe I’m becoming a hippie new age person, because I think I got it. What got me thinking about this is that I’ve recently finished reading the Tibetan Book of the Dead, which I mentioned in a previous post.  I don’t want to get stuck defining buddhas with their consorts, gods, asuras, hungry ghosts, and Samsara, but I want to share how I interpreted many of these symbols. Also, I’ve been meeting and interacting with a lot of people lately (working at a call center, and intentionally expanding my circle of friends), and I’ve been thinking a lot about what it means to spend time with someone. Continue reading Cosmic Music In Your Mind Over A Coffee Or Drink