THE MERIT TO KEEP GOING
This guy showed up at the temple. Wore the same grey jacket every time. Three visits... then gone. "Too busy."Another one—meditation retreat. She sat in the back corner, near the window. Two mornings, then her cushion stayed empty.But there's this woman. Six months now. Every Saturday, 6 AM, she's there before the doors open.I asked her once, "Is it working?" She laughed. "My mind's still a mess. ... I still wake up tired. ... Nothing's fixed.""Then why keep coming?" She looked at me like I'd missed something obvious. "I just... can."You know that feeling, don't you? When you start something that might actually help— and your mind stays chaotic, your body stays heavy, nothing shifts yet— and you have to choose: ... stop, or show up again.I used to think the ones who lasted were just more disciplined. But I've watched people white-knuckle through practice, forcing themselves to sit still, grinding through each session— they burn out in weeks.The ones who keep going? They're not stronger. They just have something already stacked up inside.From the small stuff that came before: Speaking carefully when they wanted to snap. Choosing work that doesn't corrode them. The hundred times they saw clearly and didn't look away.Those moments don't feel like much. But they build a foundation.And when it's time to sit still while everything screams, to show up when you see no results— that foundation holds.Not someday. Right now. In your chest.In whether you go back tomorrow when today gave you nothing.#Religions, #Buddhism, #DialogueBuddhismReligions, #Religious, #Buddhist, #Truedharma, #Meditation, #Enlightement, #Buddhatemple, #TheLawofKarma, #BuddhismforBeginners, #Janna, #JannaOrderMonastery,
