My sensei, my son

I’ve been looking for a Zen master who would take me on as a student. I’ve been looking for this type of a teacher for a long time. The only trouble? I didn’t know that I was looking.

My pilgrimage as a student started the day my youngest child was born. I’m an older father with this little guy, and I find that change is getting harder for me. Not change as in diapers. Change as in personal growth.

At 54, I had forgotten how taxing sleep deprivation can be, both physically and emotionally. I wasn’t at my best. So I wanted to practice peace and find grounding. I’ve read and tried to practice on my own. But I really needed a mentor.

Darn if said mentor came in the form of that little baby. He’s full of koans and knows his dharma. He meditates on bugs, is compassionate to all (when he’s not hungry or tired), and is mindful of each moment.


He’s a happy wonderful Bodhisattva, leading me to embrace life and grow, moment by moment. Just like he does.


About scotmarvin

Scot is a content strategist for Oracle. He's a slacker and smartass involved in content design, content architecture, big data, cloud computing, and other buzzwords related to technical stuff. He loves his family, history books, jazz guitar, and the Minnesota Vikings. Scot is a proud father, so don't make the mistake of asking about his family unless you have four hours to listen to him ramble on about his kids.
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