As you progress things begin to dawn on you that never did before.

Time will be the death of us all.

Maybe my binge drinking alcoholic uncle is actually trying to kill “the self” and not himself, his identity or physical self. It’s doubtful, but possible. What is more likely is that he’s trying to escape the same suffering we all experience, but using his mechanism of choice. Unfortunately his choice kills him and all those around him, by slowly destroying our will to care.

The really interesting thing about my uncle is that he’s studied Buddhism. He even had to detox once in a Buddhist monastery, but he still is fast asleep.

I often find myself thinking of ways to user Buddhism to solve problems I encounter in my life or for others, but its not something you can apply to someone. The very act of thinking about it means I’ve already defeated my purpose.

Slowing things down.

One aspect of awakening is that you mind less waiting for things or taking a longer route. You still get impatient and annoyed, but you can see that emotion, watch it and it then disappears and you are free to live in the moment. Its almost like you become two people and one is observing the other and providing guidance to peace. Essentially though, the ego is dissolving or lessening its grip or hold on you.