"A householder, or a householder's son, or one born into some good family, hears that Dharma. Having heard it, he comes to feel faith in the Perfect One. Possessed of this faith, he reflects thus: 'The household life is cramped. It is a path choked with dust. To leave it is to come out into the open air. It is not easy for one who lives at home to lead the holy life in all its perfect fullness and purity, bright as mother-of-pearl. Surely I should now shave off my hair and beard, go forth into the homeless life.' In course of time, he gives up his possessions, be they many or few, and his circle of kinsmen, be it small or large, shaves off his hair and beard, puts on the yellow robe, and, leaving his home, goes forth into the homeless life."
what becomes to those returning to household life?
Or those that are stuck in between?
A life of renunciation VS. a life of a householder...
here they come...
the emerging dhammabums...
from the pits of hell,
transcending heavenly realms,
and welcome back!
like snakes and ladders,
we throw our dice,
test our luck,
call it parami,
someday we'll get there,
just have to wait and see...
Love and metta to all...
especially to all you dhammabums...
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