Darla points out that animals and humans can learn to amuse themselves with ordinary household objects. (“Strange Cat-Person Category Two,” earlier this morning.) Here are some ordinary objects in this house that Bugs has learned to amuse himself with.
Note the ceramic Buddha my friend Joy brought back from Thailand. Broken.
Note the ceramic Buddha my favorite teacher brought from Hawai’i and points eastward. Chipped. Here’s a close-up.
(Well I guess that’d actually be points-westward from Hawai’i. Complicated business, this round-world relativity stuff.)
Note the bronze Buddha my favorite teacher brought from Hawai’i and points wherever. Intact. Not because Bugs hasn’t tried to destroy it. He’s met his match just this once. May all beings be happy.
I was particularly attached to this plant because a friend gave it to me after my father died. Attachment, attachment. All material objects, all thought-afflictions related thereto, all, all must fall before time and Bugs the Mighty Manjushri.
Bugs Manjushri, bodhisattva who has lingered to help us look deeply, so we will understand the roots of ill-being, the impermanent and selfless nature of all that is. Yup, sure would be wise to get un-hooked from all material things formerly cherished.
Bugs Mighty Manjushri, wielding the sword of understanding to cut through the bonds of ill-being, freeing ourselves and other species. I don’t know what they’re talking about. Bugs rejoices in well-being and Science Diet. He’s quite free to destroy attachment to all material things in the house.
Just as long he stays within it. That’s the deal, Mr. Manjushri. Take it. Or leave it and be free. Second thoughts, take it. That’s the only option.
By the way. That photo of Manjushri? I inserted that into this post two days after I wrote it. It’s a postcard Kim sent me. Which I didn’t see until after I wrote this post. I would not make that up, blogmates. Manjushri is not to be messed with!