There is Something Higher
Here’s what happens when you’re a monk and you’re dressed in regular
civilian attire. It was raining
yesterday and I decided to relieve my robes of damage often done when trekking through
a potential drencher.
Dimitri and I took to a walk on Yonge Street. The purpose was to chant on our beads as much
as it was offering company while walking back to his apartment after a visit to
our ashram.
At the street light by Bloor a young fellow, obviously from
small-town Ontario, with his two buddies, inquired about directions. “Can you tell us where the strip club
is?” Although I knew a location due to
it being on my regular walking route, I feigned ignorance. “Listen, we’re monks!” I held up my meditation
beads to point out our endeavour towards other-worldliness. The fellow shrugged his shoulders and eagerly
pranced ahead of us with his two buddies.
It got me thinking. These
guys are very young. There are so many
more wholesome things one could do.
Indeed, the Creator designed the female body to be beautiful and such
holds true for the male form. Why does
this human body have to be approached in cheapness, with such short-term
value? The young men will see a showgirl
performance, derive some stimulation and leave agitated and with an opinion
that women are toys for boys.
There are higher proven ways to enjoy. As the “Bhagavad-gita” explains, param drstva nivartante. “There is a higher taste” which makes all
other endeavours inferior due to short-term aggrandizement.
Let pleasure lost! Go spiritual!
May the Source be with you!
10 KM
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