At work, I’m bombarded with texts, notifications, and calls. Constantly. So the mind jumps from one thing to other without finishing anything sharply. And just before sleep, we have so many unfinished businesses rolling in the mind making it restless. Wake up tired to beat the next day. This loop continues. This I call it is the life of a monkey. Jump from one thing to other, eat till it is tired and sleep till some alarm comes.
Imagine a monk. A monk is conscious of his breaths. And understands that there is space between stimuli and response. And monk meditates and eats for energy.
Monk or monkey, in which direction our lives should be?