When I tend the garden where my Buddha statue sits, I find that I naturally become more mindful of my work—transplanting vegetable seedlings, cultivating roses, weeding, or cutting flowers. No matter what I’m doing, I find I pay closer attention, as if the Buddha were watching me.
Actually my own Buddha-nature is watching me. Then I remember: I am going for refuge in the possibility of my own Awakening.
Where did you buy your buddah? I had one that was grey concrete, but someone stole mine. I'm looking to replace it, but having a difficult time finding the one which was taken from me. Thank youReplyDelete