As much as I love to read, I think if we only had was Easwaran’s translation of the Dhammapada, Schmidt’s book on Dipa Ma, and Knaster’s book on Munindra, we’d have enough teaching, inspiration, challenge for however many hours, days, weeks, months, years we have left to us.
Here’s what I mean, almost from at random in Living This Life Fully:
“You get thirty seconds with some teachers, but you could hang out with Munindra-ji. If you only saw the personality, he was this kind of odd little gentleman who had a lot of peculiarities.” I’m a nobody who aspires to be a cross between Munindra and Sartre, when it comes to hanging out, usually in cafes. I have no professional training, no certification, no socially recognized status as “one-with-whom-you-can-hang-out.” Reading about Munindra inspires me to go further, and listen longer, and forget about time. Read the rest of this entry »