And yet, if you go further by taking great care and effort into the mundane, it can become meditative.
There is a sense of honour and zen in doing the mundane as perfectly as possible. Not to achieve perfection but strive towards the ideal within reason.
This is something I recently spoke with my father about. He was annoyed with trying to keep toxic mushrooms out of his yard. It was tedious and complicated.
Then he embraced the struggle, and looked at it the same way he used to train in martial arts. As a chosen striving towards an ideal.
He “monk-moded” his gardening and found joy in a mundane, repetitive task.
Through caring, he turned anxiety and annoyance into peace and acceptance.
He also won the battle against the mushrooms after 2 years of diligent effort.
There is a sense of honour and zen in doing the mundane as perfectly as possible. Not to achieve perfection but strive towards the ideal within reason.
This is something I recently spoke with my father about. He was annoyed with trying to keep toxic mushrooms out of his yard. It was tedious and complicated.
Then he embraced the struggle, and looked at it the same way he used to train in martial arts. As a chosen striving towards an ideal.
He “monk-moded” his gardening and found joy in a mundane, repetitive task.
Through caring, he turned anxiety and annoyance into peace and acceptance.
He also won the battle against the mushrooms after 2 years of diligent effort.