I just spoke to a young lady who is doing a ‘prac’ to become a teachers-aide. She said a job as an aide was just a stepping stone to what she wanted to do.
The young lady told me she wanted to be comfortable and that’s why she wanted to do the same job as her mother.
Her ‘mother’ did the job she hoped to do in the future and she suffered mega-stress in her job.
If we are comfortably well-off and we can afford to buy big silken cushions and, we lie down on those cushions, how long will it be before we start moving from one position to another? Why do we move about when we take rest?
What is true comfort?
Is it having good friends who we can appreciate and vice versa? Is it having lots of money and assets? Is it being a good Buddhist? What is ‘it’ exactly?
Do we really know or are we all clutching at straws?