camerata Posted August 27, 2017 Share Posted August 27, 2017 When my son became a monk There’s a saying I’ve heard among some Western Buddhists: to lose yourself, either meditate or travel. What about doing both at once, while keeping pace with your 28-year-old son, whom you named Nathan Dale at birth but who is now Tan Nisabho, a Thai Forest monk? Long gone is the wavy cap of nut-brown hair and thick eyebrows; his gleaming skull appears and disappears like stages of the moon between his fortnightly shavings. On those just-shaved full moon days, Tan Nisabho (Tan Po for short) looks a lot like the infant whose newborn eyes gazed unflinchingly into mine, prompting me to say aloud something utterly unexpected after he was cleaned and swaddled: “Oh! This one’s not going the normal route! A monastic!” Full article: https://tricycle.org/magazine/son-became-monk/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NickJ Posted August 27, 2017 Share Posted August 27, 2017 Contemplating ones navel...... My Dad warned me about that. Face gaming as well. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VincentRJ Posted August 28, 2017 Share Posted August 28, 2017 There’s a saying I’ve heard among some Western Buddhists: to lose yourself, either meditate or travel. So that's why I've been doing a lot of travelling over the years. All is now clear. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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