I was at the temple earlier to take part in my aunt’s prayer ritual thing buddhist families do after someone in their family passes away. I’m not in the immediate family so technically I didn’t even have to take part in it, but I decided I should since she was my favorite aunt from my dad’s side and also to support my cousins. I’m so glad I did. Not only is it the least I could do, but also because today, the main monk guy gave a little speech in the middle of it and I felt like it was so relevant to me and that I really needed it.
His speech pretty much talked about how we’re born not knowing what our purpose in life is and how we tend to try really hard to not try to find it. We’re too fixated on surviving in the sense of worrying too much about feeding ourselves and clothing ourselves. Life is too short to not live. We have a lot of love in ourselves and that shouldn’t go to waste so we should surround ourselves with friends and family and share the love with them. We need to celebrate life and be there for others.
Most of the time during the speech, I felt as though he was literally telling it to me. He kept looking at me and I felt as though he knew I really needed it. Even when he finished the speech and asked anyone if they wanted a bead bracelet, he looked at me. Honestly, I did want to get up and get one, but the speech itself was enough for me.
