It was early in the morning on my second day retreat when we were on discussion with the teacher.
“Let’s not be a time keeper. Utilize our time.” The teacher said.
It was simple advised but somehow stabbed right into my mind. “Am I really utilizing my time? Or I’m just killing time, waiting for the timer to ring.”
I didn’t sleep the night before, meditated day and night, somehow I’m so enthusiast “collecting the time”, thinking to break my record, so that I could proudly tell everyone. But am I really meditating? Or I’m just a time keeper? What was on my mind during that time? I didn’t know.
Meditation is a miniature of our real life. Death is represented by the timer. The timer will surely ring, you don’t need to wait. Death will surely come, you don’t need to search for it. But what do we do during the time? Are we just a time keeper? Filling it with our greed, craving, hatred, or ignorance?
Have we utilized our time? Have we done something really matter to our surrounding? Or simply to ourselves? And so when the timer rang, what left is only contentment. Have i?
Kristin_chan
August 14, 2014