mjj (flemmings) wrote,

It's now New Year's Day

I shall add another seasonal first to the list. Walked home from acupuncture yesterday in Dickensian 3 pm grey and dreary (the five Dead Days- Dec 27-31, essentially- lived up to their name this year, bar a few hours' sunshine on Sunday morning) and passed a line-up going down the block, managed by a cop-looking person in orange safety vest. Realized it wasn't, in fact, early queuers for some nightclub but, rather, relatively late buyers at the liquor store, who were being let in five at a time as the store could accommodate them. Any thoughts of buying a bottle of wine for the evening were at once shelved.

And may stay that way. Wine doesn't like me when my sinuses are complaining; doesn't like my stomach period. Good heavens. Am I heading towards the Five Mindfulness Trainings after all?

Would much rather be heading towards the Ten Precepts, especially with the caveat "...they are to be taken as recommendations, not commandments. This means the individual is encouraged to use his/her own intelligence to apply these rules in the best possible way. Second, it is the spirit of the precepts -not the text- that counts." So nnyahh to teetotallitarianism.
I undertake to observe the precept to abstain from ...

1....harming living beings.
2....taking things not freely given.
3....sexual misconduct.
4....false speech.
5....intoxicating drinks and drugs causing heedlessness.
6....taking untimely meals.
7....dancing, singing, music and watching grotesque mime.
8....use of garlands, perfumes and personal adornment.
9....use of high seats.
10....accepting gold or silver.
"The eight precepts put together number(s) eight and nine and omit the tenth." Even monks need their gold and silver.
Tags: religion, rl_13

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