The Buddha out my window

I have this small statue in the garden. I have been asked if I am Buddhist. I’m not, although I find myself in alignment with several of the important concepts. Things like impermanence, mindfulness, attachment, and Karma. Mainly though, I like looking out my window and seeing the serene face. There are lots of times that serenity comes in handy.

I was raised a Catholic in a town with a lot of Hispanics. There, the statues of Jesus usually had painful looking crowns of thorns, and sometimes blood coming from nails in his hands. Not really serene, but very Mexican. I get the point, but for now, the Buddha statue resonates. I think Buddha and Jesus would have had a lot to talk about with one another.