It’s interesting how the death of those close to us leads to something of a Bardo in consciousness – a space where so much which seems to flow on automatic stops – a place where we are afforded a vantage point from which to view what is, one that is so advantageous to us as […]
Impermanence and Death Read Post »
We lack all knowledge of this parting. Deathdoes not deal with us. We have no reasonto show death admiration, love or hate;his mask of feigned tragic lament gives us a false impression. The world’s stage is stillfilled with roles which we play. While we worrythat our performances may not please, death also performs, although to
Reflections on Rainer Maria Rilke – On Hearing Of A Death Read Post »
Tomorrow is my father’s funeral. He died just over two weeks ago. I have nothing remotely profound to say on the subject. Time has flowed on … and thoughts and feelings have come and gone. Things have been arranged, and challenges taken up. So much seems to have happened, such an extraordinary mixture of rich
When you are born you cry, but the whole world is overjoyed. When you die the whole world cries, but you may find the great liberation. Bardo ThodolKarma Lingpa
Driving in to work this morning, it really struck me how close to death we all are. Flying along the road, I was continually inches away from crashing into another car. One momentary misjudgement, on anyone of a hundred different drivers part, and the result would have been dramatic. More than that …. how many
What do you do when your future disappears like a mirage, and all your plans lie broken ? Years of work, moving forward, step by step, … then gone. The road ahead disappears … but will another take its place? Imagined future gone … but did it ever exist? All that’s left is ‘don’t know’
When Dreams Lie Broken Read Post »
