You know what?
I have never really cultivated an appreciation for history.
Yes, it's true, we can learn from history, but it's so removed from the present.
And I'd really rather concentrate on the here and now.
That's what the Buddha did, right?
When he left his father's palace for Bodh Gaya (India) to meditate.
And sat he beneath the Bodhi Tree meditating until he beame a Buddha, a fully enlightened being.
I know what you're thinking.
The fact that I'm reflecting on the Buddha's life proves I actually do have an appreciation for history and it's lessons.
But I don't want to dwell on it.
It feels like I'm wasting time in the present if I do.
That I could be missing out on a chance at accepting, detaching and moving forward without restrictions and despite obstacles.
Also, it's not a question of "if I had to live at a different time", as I'm pretty certain I have lived at a different time. Just not sure when or where.
(I've got an answer for Jane...
tell her to come have a chat with me after school...)