At the Dharmaling site, they have this cute little animated GIF of a character doing prostrations, together with discussion of the practice aimed at beginners. Since I am a beginner, I like things like this very much.
I should probably also explain that today's three posts about fuel containers, snow in Ladakh, and witch beatings in India are individually allegories, and collectively illustration.
You see, I started to think about the legitimacy -- or lack thereof -- of the renunciation motive, or disgust we might feel with samsara. On the one hand, we might be truly disgusted. On the other hand, we might only be disappointed that our expectations are not met. You see this all the time: a love affair turns bad, and somebody runs off to the barber.
We keep refilling this scenario over and over, and we believe it is driving us somewhere, but actually, we are just driving along the same old, rutted road in the same old, rusty car.
You get the idea?
We can go along this way until something unmistakable happens: until we get well and truly stuck. Then, we are forced to just sit there and consider not only the matter at hand, but our relationship with the matter... our role, or interaction, or even (shudder) our responsibility, as it were.
We might even begin to recognize the theatrical war we are having with each other for what it really is: a woefully misguided aggression we have with ourselves.