The passing of the close friend, of a close friend, led me to seek out a Buddhist poem about death, from the Buddhist viewpoint.
Though we may relinquish our body in this lifetime, we are not gone, nor will we ever be.
This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born, and I have never died.
Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars, manifestations from my wondrous true mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass, sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a game of hide-and seek.
So laugh with me, hold my hand, let us say good-bye, say good-bye, to meet again soon.
We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.~ Thich Nhat Hanh
I have to admit that winter is not my favourite time of year. I don’t like getting up in the dark or going home in the dark, it feels, at some primeval level, rather unnatural. Maybe the caveman in me still yearns to be guided by the sun, waking when it shines, sleeping when it’s dark.
Having had a few days off has given me the opportunity to watch some amazing TV. Pick of the bunch has to be a re-run of the BBC’s Wonders of the Universe series. After it first ran, I received the book of the series as a present and it’s great to be able to read about the topics after the episode has finished.
It has been a joyous day today. My daughter Charlotte gave birth to a bouncing baby boy this morning. With all the trials and tribulations she, and we, have been through, it is a triumph of medicine, her positive attitude and copious amounts of daimoku from many, many friends. Not necessarily in that order.
Having my Mom stay for a few days is great. It means that we have time to chat and catch up, but more enjoyable than that, the chance to relive old memories.
The next phase of our web project is nearing completion, and not before time.
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