That sounds helpful, and Hindu too—yet in the Buddhist context cited that “awareness” reads a mite stern. (That could be because I enjoy a bit of `advancing to craving’ now and again.) Besides, I have it on good authority that the Awakened One enjoys spontaneity and a sense of humour. (Hindu dharma details that process too.
Readers may note whether humour and spontaneity is appreciated in ancient texts, and might look too at quotes made by those who preach about someone else’s practice (especially when sermoned by those suffering NO laughing, NO crying, NO caring, NO involvements, NO intimate relationships—NO *feelings* )
It’s also why I nudge those who get all blathery with precepts and principles and policies yet mistake the printed word for the Heard One, or take fake quotes such as ”Sleep is the best meditation” as genuine wisdom. [ That sleep thingee is already credited too often to The Deli LLama , soon to be attributed no doubt to Buddha, or to Siva maybe.]
Merrily, merrily I say unto you,
Those who have ears in your eyes and time in your hands:
Where there is mind-control but no spontaneity,
where there is calm but no humour,
where there is much preaching but little camaraderie,
where made-up quotes and laziness take the place of sacrament and diligence
Occasionally, my pencil unearths a diamond; rough, uncut with natural beauty.
For the majority my pencil unearths coal and I appreciate every dark, dusty, unfinished, imperfect, unrefined stanza.
For this is the fuel that keeps the literary fire burning; that somewhere I turn to warm my hands, as I wait, patiently, for cognitive plates to shift and the carbon of my pencil to bond with my creative conscience.