Wednesday, August 10, 2011
There are many paths and lives and loves calling to me, reaching out to me, and in some cases strangling me with their beauty and potential. So where do I go? How do I accept the fact that not all paths can be taken, not all lives can be led, not all loves can last? I will have to learn to quiet certain options and to eventually let them fade away, evaporate. I grasp. Despite all of the Buddhist (and life) teachings I have heard and with which I agree, I still desperately grasp. I cling on to what I know will one day, sooner or later (usually sooner) disappear and no longer be. Or perhaps it continues to Be, just in a different form? Life leads to decay just as decay leads to life.