I had a teeny little Buddha on my desk, but it wasn’t working. I wasn’t noticing it. So I just got my biggest Buddha from atop the bookshelf in the living room to put here instead. Now I’ll be reminded constantly.
But it’s so strange for me to be so drawn to a religious symbol, particularly one depicting a human. I had my Jewish phases, but even then, those symbols never mattered to me as much as the Buddha. It has always mattered, even before I admitted I was a Buddhist with a capital B. Why does it make me so uncomfortable intellectually to have an idol on my desk when it feels so proper emotionally?
I guess I relate to it as a form of technology, just like the computers next to it. As Horace Dediu would say, I have a job to be done, and I’ve hired the Buddha to do it. It’s the job of reminding me to be mindful of what I’m doing. If an object installed for that purpose doesn’t meet the definition of technology, I don’t know what does.
That doesn’t seem like a particularly religious motivation, though.