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Studio Panterra garden fairy (ckg photo)
What is certain in this life?
CHANGE. Only change.
If I am filled with utter happiness, I can sure that at some point, I will no longer enjoy the feeling.
If I am crying my eyes and heart in grief, I know too that that sadness will not last.
You will not last. I will not last.
The stress of this moment will not last, neither will the relaxation.
We are constantly shifting energy in a decaying body thinking fleeting thoughts and feeling a constant flow of emotion.
Whew! There’s something to observe during your next asana practice.
In the meanwhile, here’s a poem:
autumn storm
sliding on
a leafy
mess
underfoot
touching
whirlwinds
of leaves
crisp curled
past lives
living
my sky
so much
like yours
endless too
charged sun-
light’s warmth
& frisson
drew us
towards
the cronk
cronk cronk
of geese
instinctual
flight
and call
what happened
to us
unsettled
milkweed
seedpods
shatter
scattering
embryos
my life
and yours
flying
apart
the skyscape
darkens
every
shade of gray
sleet
needles
blow
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A fatalistic point of view, yet oddly comforting all the same.
Ann Martin´s last blog ..Formal Dress – Evening Gown- Prom Dress
I appreciated the timeliness of this article – for my life. Thank you.
Teresa Silverthorn´s last blog ..Mandala|Clear Perspective
Your poem is evocative and resonates with me as do your opening thoughts about impermanence.
Namaste
timethief´s last blog ..Buddhist Meditation: Mindful Breathing Practice
You make good point. i have always thought it and that nothing is permanet like happiness and sadness.
Orik
Orik Ibad´s last blog ..What Hypnosis Tricks Bush Used in His Presidency
Ann, “Oddly comforting,” yes. Knowing that what is happening now will not last forever can be very comforting. Pain, for instance. The tough part is convincing myself that happiness will not last forever. Geesh, I want it to so bad! Good to see you again.
Theresa, By now you are in a different space. Grief does not last forever, thank the goddess!
timethief, recently I heard a little inner voice, saying my middle name was CHANGE. I know you won’t be surprised by that. Someday, maybe, I’ll accept it. In the meanwhile, I write in a vain attempt to convince myself.
Orik, good to see you here. Impermanence is an incredibly powerful concept/practice. We let it seep inside bit by bit.