Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Dalai Lama in Toronto

A few weeks ago Debbie and I listened to one of the Dalai Lama's public talks. We had 5th row seats and it was my second time and Debbie's first time listening to him.

As we walked down the stairs onto the Roger's Centre floor we both looked at each other and commented on how it felt like we just walked through a wave of good energy. It was pretty powerful and neat that we both felt it at the same time.

He began his talk by saying he's not here to convert anyone. He's not here to talk to us a religious leader, a spiritual leader or a political leader. But he was there to speak to us about how to achieve world peace which will not be achieved until we can create inner peace and peace within our own minds.

He said he doesn't want anyone to convert to Buddhism but instead, he wanted everyone to explore their own faith more deeply and passionately while opening their hearts and minds to other religions, not to judge other religions or not to try to convert others to your own (stupid missionaries--see a few posts from several months ago).

What a great message and I'd like to see if other religious leaders would say that. Not likely. I believe both the Pope and the Supreme Leader of Islam recently said that everyone should just convert to their respective religions in order to acheive peace.

He said it's not until we accept others for no matter who or what they are, that we can even begin to live in real, sustainable peace.

If His Holiness ever comes back around again, I will definitely go to one of his public talks and encourage others to go as well. If other world, spiritual, community, political or religious leaders listened and acted on his message this world wouldn't be in such the mess that it is.

Monday, November 19, 2007

Been A While

So, it's been several months since my last post. I've had a bit to say but just not the motivation to write it out and really, most of what I've got to say lately is just a bunch of complaints and I don't really want to turn this blog into a complainer's forum. I'd rather keep it happy and ignorantly blissful.

I've got a few funny adventures to post, but they're better with sounds and actions and therefore don't really translate well into writing (or maybe that just makes me a weak writer).

Plus life seems to be in a bit of a boring lull. Get up. Go to work. Come home. Sleep. Repeat.

I've taken up rock climbing but I don't know any of the lingo so I can't effectively write about the time my partner dropped me 30 out of the 35 feet to the ground (plus 96% of the people reading this don't know the lingo anyways). To sum it up: I completed a climb (35 ft), rope was new and slippery, partner at the bottom popped the break too much and in a second I was screaming all the way down to within 5 feet of my death or horrible crash. Good times. I'm glad my leg straps of the harness was tight. That way it kept the shit from dribbling out of my shorts.

That's about it for exciting stories.