monastic experience: day 7

day 7
today was a good monk day. I haven’t really broken my diet (except for that whole salad dressing mishap—but really, out of all the things I could have had—pizza, ice cream, cookies, doughnut, just to name a few—salad dressing isn’t exactly the worst. all of my other activites are kind of come and go. I looooove doing yoga and meditation—but it is extremely hard to find the time. of course, there is time. I’m just not finding it. I want to be a good monk, but I think I’m just a bad one. I switched my modified silence day to Tuesday, tomorrow. I think I will be better at it this time. we had class yesterday and everyone was pretty aggravated about their monk-life. I was so surprised. the person next to me said, “I am so sick of being a monk I could key myself to death.” really? key yourself to death? woah. I am quite enjoying my experience. I feel this sense of grounded openness—and I like it. even though I don’t worship Hindu gods, I feel one step closer to accomplishing a oneness with myself I think I have always sort of…longed for.

today:
truth telling: again, this one is hard. in new and unfamiliar situations, I hold back. revealing my entire soul in the first act would spoil the show. so no, I did not tell the whole truth. but the parts of truth were true.
spending: $0.39 – string cheese. $0.50 – orange. $0.89 at the Twilight Zone
phone: talked to Melissa, Phoebe, Megan, Mom, everyone.
tv: none
internet: I left my computer home today. it felt good