Foreshadowing Things to Come

Here's some temporary food for thought until the next [worthwhile] entry.

Sacrilege? Blasphemy? A lack of faith? Not in Buddhism and not in zazen.


Shame on you, Shakyamuni, for setting the precedent
of leaving home.
Did you think it was not there--
in your wife's lovely face
in your baby's laughter?
Did you think you had to go
elsewhere
to find it?

--Judyth Collin
from The Layman's Lament

Child's Play

Digging up the past, all that results is a large mess. I've never been able to leave well enough alone. The past is dead and the future unborn. All I have, all you have, all we have is this moment.

Let us raise our glasses in toast to the now.

Let's not mourn over the grave of past years and the memories that stand to be buried with it. Everything must die, and I must learn to accept this small death in time.

And so another chapter of this life officially comes to an end.