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http://killingthebuddha.com/

We are conditioned to have preferences about time and other ephemeral qualities of moments that diminish our everyday experience. Monday moments can be blemished with the spectre of another week of work lying ahead. Wednesday is better; Thursday better yet, as the perceived greater freedom of the weekend approaches. Obsession with the weekly calendar is only one way we spoil the profundity of experience. Serious talks with the boss; suffering through an afternoon with the chills of a bad cold; babies crying and needing tending in the middle of the night, all can be series of "bad" moments. Making love, cavorting on the beach, the first sip of a great of wine, are "better," more preferable moments. But not so.
All moments, without exception, are infused with the same profound essence. All moments are completely open in their nature, all equally powerful, and in fact, radiant at their core. The labels of bad or better are slapped on top of that unceasing shining loving presence. We can access this realization, this pre-perception of moments, in all moments and at any "time," and put the lie to the labelling and the favourable/unfavourable projections onto life. Every moment is essentially free and fresh in a non-clinging emotional and mental environment. Every one, no matter when it happens or it's temporary content. I learned that meditating.