Step into a new stage of life.
and in realizing thatthere is the potentialfor wisdom.
Huge sigh, Rosaria.
Wow, that was deep. :-)Velva
True. But until we dissolve into nothing, let's plan to be as active (even outrageous!) as we can. You want to wear purple? Go for it!Blessings and Bear hugs in the process, Rosaria!
for some reason i don't know the spanish refer to the eyelash often. perhaps it is the same truth as this poem.you must know how i try to stay close to this notion. it is difficult, but there is great freedom to be had in the company of such truth. freedom and riches)))xoerin
The cemeteries have been full of visitors this past weekend, all with this awareness and seemingly okay with it. You're (and they're) my teacher in this truth.
....oh yes we are. You've said so much in so little... superb!
Amen. I have lived on the honed adge of a knife for so long that sooner or later it will cut through the callouses and rend me to nothingness.
So true which is why we must cherish every minute, every hour every day!
Hi Rosaria .. we are, yet we need not be for now ... cheers Hilary
That's really sad!Maggie xNuts in May
I guess I'm too much of an optimist. I think everyone's life has meaning and we leave our footprints along the way. I don't think there is a nothingness to each day...we can fill it with every step we take. I think your life has been a testament to that. I know this life isn't the end.
and yet in spite of all it is hope that makes us most human....
This is so beautifully Zen. Your poem connects the dots of my own thoughts perfectly. I am trying, really trying hard to just be with this sense that it is all going so very fast.....
A shaman I like to read has said that it is good to think of death and destiny as companions at our side to remind us to live in the moment. Memento mori.
honestly, this much i know: there is so much love inside me it can't possibly ever become nothingness. what i do know is that it could turn in a moment--a phone call, a turn of the wheel, a rainstorm. and i'm glad my 36 year old daughter doesn't know that..best wishes, rosaria. we might as well raise hell about now, don't you think?lovekj
I am reading a quirky book called, "The Principles of Uncertainty." While it is playfully written and drawn and I am only reading it because it is highly recommended by an author I admire. Kalman breaks my heart with sentences like those you wrote here. The sense of being temporal, and of all who have already been and gone, catches me off guard. Because it is achingly the case.
yes, we are.Just as well we don’t really know though.
No doubt about that, hence I continue to try to live life to the fullest.
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