Friday's here...a great weekend to all.


We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future.  It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance. 
~ Marcel Proust


Black Canyon National Park, Colorado

Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © June 2008 Connie Perez. All rights reserved. 


One day some people came to the master
and asked:  How can you be happy
in a world of such impermanence,
where you cannot protect your loved ones
from harm, illness or death?
The master held up a glass and said:
Someone gave me this glass;
It holds my water admirably
and it glistens in the sunlight.
I touch it and it rings!
One day the wind
may blow it off the shelf,
or my elbow
may knock it from the table.
I know this glass is already broken,
so I enjoy it -- incredibly.

~ Achaan Chah Subato


Let's make the best of each day folks! Love to all.



 

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