“This is perhaps one of the greatest indictments of modern civilisation that could possibly be made – that we have no time to stop and look at anything. This makes one wonder what this life, and this modern civilisation if ours, is worth if there is no time to look at things.”
- Sangharakshita
I get quite frustrated by time – of lack there of. I know too well how precious this life is, and Buddhism reminds me of it every corner or path I take, urging me to make the most of my time here. The frustration is rooted in Sangharakshita’s above quote. Having no time, given 75% of our waking hours, five days a week are spent getting ready for work, being at work, and getting home from work. This is ultimately why work should not be work, but something that has enough meaning that it is a hob: a hobby job you would do for free. Then you would spent 75% of your waking hours, five days a week feeding your soul. That is precious.
