Every year at this time I start up my power washer—hoping it survived the winter freeze intact— and power wash the deck. There is a great feeling of pleasure in painting the deck with this water brush and watching the original wood appear. I can’t help but see a metaphor here—and that’s because I see metaphors everywhere—for the practice of meditation and the intention to apply the principle of Buddhism to my everyday life and mind.
There is Original Mind in all of us, but it is hidden under the accumulation of tradition, convention, conditioning, and the weight of our past. We love little children because we see our own original mind in their faces and eye. We smile with a great joy when we see our original eye in the eye of a little child. But time comes like a cataract. We have to have the intention to remove it. We have to have the faith that our original mind, our eye of wonder is still open behind the film of time. Wash it away…wash it away.
The world and conditions are not to blame that you can’t see. It is our own refusal to see that keeps us blind. We have lost faith that we have sight. No one else seems to have it. So we settle for blindness and the hope of light after death.
But we can wash time away and restore our decks and our minds to their original clarity. We just have to become so sick and tired of the mold and the dirt that we get out the power washer from the garage and crank it up. When the cataract are removed, the world is HD wonderful again.