Life Goes On

When I was meditating several years ago, I came to discern that all parents are sick in general, and all babies born inherit a variety of sicknesses whether it knows it or not. So sickness is basically contagious and transmitted to all newborns, the difference is how varying degrees of sicknesses each baby is born with.

I came to see the basic Buddha's teachings, and that's life is suffering. When I saw this, I wanted to quickly get out of this world and I even thought of suicide, but the police stopped me and sent me for observation at IMH for two weeks. At the end of my short stay, I learned that as a novice I was too eager to escape from this world, that's a foolish thing for me to do or think.

I came to embrace the Mahayana Buddhist views, I started to practise the Lotus Sutra and I decided that I would face the consequences of being born, which was to grow old, fall sick, and die, and this whole mass of suffering. Life still sucked when I became a Mahayana Buddhist for good, but suffering did become juicy as I practise Zazen sitting, contemplating on it.

I am still sick and suffering as I type this, but I'm also more able to climb back on my feet and shoulder a greater burden which is this world that we call samsara in Vedic religions. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger, I'm learning all the time how to become a better version of myself.

It is my humble opinion that all babies are special especially to their parents, so the least that each baby can do is to grow up, and undertake their parents' demises. I followed in my father's footsteps and became a freelance undertaker, it might not be a glorious job but I am happy with my life. It's nice to give back to society and also practise piety to my parents.

Life goes on.