(I published this poem 6 years ago. Seeing it today, I have thoughts. And that’s as good a reason to write as any.)
You Think You Are Meant
Oh I have thoughts.
At the time I was still reading a lot of Buddhist thought and listening to teachers of a particularly dry yoga lineage. I was still deep in the Seeker phase – SEEKING enlightenment, SEEKING the magical piece of wisdom that would transport my poor befuddled depressed confused anxiety-prone brain to the Promised Land of equanimity, knowledge, and ultimate peace of mind, I wanted to be HAPPY.
But at long last the lessons of the Buddha’s First Noble Truth had begun to take on a different, less dramatic color. The First Truth is dukkha. Usually this word is translated to mean “suffering”.
The First Truth: life is suffering. What a downer. But this translation is not entirely accurate. Dukkha might be more accurately described as “dissatisfaction” – far less dramatic, but super-relatable, right?
Life is DISSATISFYING.