My day starts at 3.30am.
I recite an inspirational stanza in praise of Buddha Shakyamuni.
It reads: “Enthused by great compassion/You taught the immaculate teaching./To dispel all perverted views/To you, the Buddha, I bow.” I recite that with prayers in prostration. After that, analytical meditation. What is Buddha? What is self? I reflect on emptiness — the ultimate reality — and altruism. All human beings are the same: we all want happiness and we do not want suffering. Then the treadmill, jogging for 40 minutes. If you hold the rail firmly you can recite a prayer and meditate too. But you must take care or you might fall off!
Breakfast is at 5.30, a porridge called tsampa, made from roasted barley. Delicious and good protein — quite heavy, but necessary, because empty stomach since lunch the previous day. Then heavy work in the bathroom or toilet. Before my gall-bladder surgery in October, this not so certain: sometimes you have to force your way through! But now seems more regular. (More)
Source: The Times
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