I am not my body. It is my house while on earth. Though it feels like I am my body, looking out, it’s just like looking out the window of my home. As a homeowner (of my body), I have a responsibility to take care of this home: do the maintenance, renovate when needed.

And as I love my home and make it my own, so is it my sacred duty to take care of this home and to appreciate it.

It’s a home – more than a “just” temple, because my whole life happens here. Though sometimes it is a temple, where I can worship and recognize the divine source.

By living in this home and treating it well, I pay homage and express divinity.