I will not leave to live in a monastery because it’s too simple…
Once one close friend and me were discussing that one day, when we get tired of playing in make up, clothes and other material insignificances, we would wash our faces, cut of our long dark hairs, wrap ourselves in simple linen clothes and would go… without looking back or turning around… we would go far away… to Tibet or to India or… well, it doesn’t matter where we would go geographically… but without stopping we would go…
At that time I thought it’s a brilliant idea.
Big part of me still thinks so. Sometimes I want to go live in a monastery, or at least in an alone hut somewhere in the mountains.
To spend some time completely alone, to be silent for few months. Just to meditate, read and train.
As I understand it now, I wouldn’t stay there for long.
Before I used to think that by leaving everything – people and things – the real power is shown. I used to think this would be the Way, the Journey… on the path to wisdom and other benefits.
Now I view it as an escape. It’s just too simple.
A real warrior is somebody who can stay and survive the madness and un-balance of “real” world, at the same time bringing zen, peace and internal calmness.
It’s easy to be smart and steady when there’re no irritants.