Call to Prayer
These days, I have set my Blackberry alarm on. It had been set to a loud wailing old fashioned telephone sound. But this morning, I changed the daily alarm to Chi Gong.
It's a prayer bell. Or at least it sounds like one. I remember hearing it in Korea at one of the big Buddhist monasteries. The bell rang. And the monks quietly filed into the prayer room, a very large room, in single, quiet line of gray robes.
It was a call to prayer.
So now I wake up with the sound of prayer bells. Every day I look for illumination. I try be live in the present - a walking, living meditation, living more deliberately than I have before. I would say that I may never have really done that before.
Labels: The Journey