Went to the Berkeley Buddhist Monastery tonight to meditate. Some of the thoughts that passed through my mind as I tried to not have thoughts:
“There sure are a lot of Buddhas on the stage. Like twenty Buddhas. Why do they need so many Buddhas? What’s that all about?”
“What’s with the weird sound the guy next to me is making when he exhales?”
“There’s probably 60 or 70 people here. Just sitting doing nothing. If we all worked on something we could get a lot done.”
“I wonder if it’s supposed to rain tomorrow.”
“I think I’ll have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich when I get home. That sounds really good.”
I did have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich when I got home, and it was really good.