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Clean a Clean Toilet

True story.

I was having sushi with an acquaintance in San Francisco.

Very cool guy - Google engineer, very cultured, very smart on lots of topics.

One thing came up that was fascinating to me - he did an almost-silent Zen retreat for quite a while, like a month or two. I don't remember the exact details, but I think they only spoke for 10 minutes per day, or if the Zen master spoke to them? Something like that.

Anyways, he told me that it was all surprisingly mundane at first. No huge breakthroughs, just sitting meditating, and doing lots of chores. The first thing they did every morning was to clean the temple, including the bathrooms.

More on Attachment

A couple of good comments yesterday on "No Attachment to Dust," which was quoting a short story from the book Zen Flesh, Zen Bones.

Christopher Lovejoy commented on the line, "Poverty is your treasure. Never exchange it for an easy life." He asked -

I ask you with sincerity: in your travels, have you ever had a glimpse of poverty as a condition to be treasured, either for yourself or for others?

If so, what were your impressions? Could such a condition be lived on a permanent basis? Or do you believe such a condition is best experienced as temporary?

Great questions and good critical thinking. A few points.