Yesterday, someone asked me “where are you?”
I was in the past thinking about future that eventually became NOW fills with the past that’s planned for the future. I know I’m here, but I’m also there.
And of course I didn’t say that, “I’m home.” I answer delightedly. “Have you ever heard a Zen story about it will pass? I tell you anyway. A student went to his meditation teacher and said, “My meditation is horrible! I feel so distracted, or my legs ache, or I’m constantly falling asleep. It’s just horrible!” “It will pass,” the teacher said matter-of-factly. A week later, the student came back to his teacher. “My meditation is wonderful! I feel so aware, so peaceful, so alive! It’s just wonderful!’ “It will pass,” the teacher replied matter-of-factly. It’s over, my 3days event was finished. I passed it. How are you hanging there?” I asked.
While the answered was meant to fill the gap off the air, my mind keeps presenting pictures taken while I was traveling. All picture was taken with a sincere smile as I reflect back at those moment preparing for the future to look nice and so did every picture that I can remember of was their smile.
“Hey…have i told you that story about ……….“the caller asked “Yes, of course! but you haven’t mention the detail” then the story continued.
Again a picture appeared on my mind, those precious moment, candidly taken by a friend. It was my back, the land were all sand, I was walking toward my teacher who’s facing the sea of emptiness, it’s just how it meant to be remembered. I can see the beach even though there were not on the picture.
“How often do you really see that happened in your life?”
“I think feeling about those moment gave more meaning rather than knowing the reality of how it’s really happened.”
That’s how I continue trying to answer the question “where am I?” even after I’m HOME.
Today I was having an interesting conversation with a friend.
“Don’t lose your track back to home.” I said.
“I am the home, why do I need track to be back?”
Where am I? I really don’t know what dimension I am……. There are so many NOW, yet can’t hold it NOW.