The art of letting go is a tricky little bastard.
I must remember the Buddhist rule of the selfless self;
impermanence is the key.
it is tough,
but I reckon that is why they call it a process.
maybe that is what it is all about?
Perhaps it is not what is at the end of the road,
but about the journey on the road.
when I stop to take a look around at this world,
it can be completely overwhelming to see our society falling apart,
watching an illegal, senseless war that will undoubtedly & inevitably catapult us into WWIII,
and we are made to feel like we are powerless to stop it.
that is when it is time to remove myself and bring it back down to the basics.
lately I have been attempting to do just that.
the sky is more blue,
the trees more green,
the song birds more happy,
even the flowers seem to be more brilliant.
and noticing the little things such as Jackson’s Buddha belly,
his feisty bark,
and the way Harley will play with him when he thinks nobody is looking…
it is those minute things that bring me a sense of fulfillment.
while I can be a braggart,
as can we all,
it does not fulfill me.
once upon a time not that long ago,
I foolishly believed bragging to be a form of superiority;
now,
it is foolishly senseless,
accomplishing nothing.
may be because I am growing old,
and my joints will hurt when the rain is coming,
maybe what true Nirvana is.
I am beginning to rethink my agnostic status.
as dumb as this will make me sound,
maybe I can find a Buddhist for Dummies book.
I have read a Buddhist book aimed at teenagers,
and now better understand the concept.
if our society is spinning down the drain,
I will make the best of my time
and continue my journey of happiness.
that is what it is all about,
correct?
I think that James Taylor hit the nail on the head with these lyrics,
SECRET O’ LIFE
“The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.
Any fool can do it, there ain't nothing to it.
Nobody knows how we got to the top of the hill.
But since we're on our way down, we might as well enjoy the ride.
The secret of love is in opening up your heart.
It's okay to feel afraid, but don't let that stand in your way.
Cause anyone knows that love is the only road.
And since we're only here for a while, might as well show some style.
Give us a smile.
Isn't it a lovely ride?
Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
Now the thing about time is that time isn't really real.
It's just your point of view, how does it feel for you?
Einstein said he could never understand it all.
Planets spinning through space, the smile upon your face, welcome to the human race.
Some kind of lovely ride.
I'll be sliding down, I'll be gliding down.
Try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
Isn't it a lovely ride?
Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.”
I must remember the Buddhist rule of the selfless self;
impermanence is the key.
it is tough,
but I reckon that is why they call it a process.
maybe that is what it is all about?
Perhaps it is not what is at the end of the road,
but about the journey on the road.
when I stop to take a look around at this world,
it can be completely overwhelming to see our society falling apart,
watching an illegal, senseless war that will undoubtedly & inevitably catapult us into WWIII,
and we are made to feel like we are powerless to stop it.
that is when it is time to remove myself and bring it back down to the basics.
lately I have been attempting to do just that.
the sky is more blue,
the trees more green,
the song birds more happy,
even the flowers seem to be more brilliant.
and noticing the little things such as Jackson’s Buddha belly,
his feisty bark,
and the way Harley will play with him when he thinks nobody is looking…
it is those minute things that bring me a sense of fulfillment.
while I can be a braggart,
as can we all,
it does not fulfill me.
once upon a time not that long ago,
I foolishly believed bragging to be a form of superiority;
now,
it is foolishly senseless,
accomplishing nothing.
may be because I am growing old,
and my joints will hurt when the rain is coming,
maybe what true Nirvana is.
I am beginning to rethink my agnostic status.
as dumb as this will make me sound,
maybe I can find a Buddhist for Dummies book.
I have read a Buddhist book aimed at teenagers,
and now better understand the concept.
if our society is spinning down the drain,
I will make the best of my time
and continue my journey of happiness.
that is what it is all about,
correct?
I think that James Taylor hit the nail on the head with these lyrics,
SECRET O’ LIFE
“The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.
Any fool can do it, there ain't nothing to it.
Nobody knows how we got to the top of the hill.
But since we're on our way down, we might as well enjoy the ride.
The secret of love is in opening up your heart.
It's okay to feel afraid, but don't let that stand in your way.
Cause anyone knows that love is the only road.
And since we're only here for a while, might as well show some style.
Give us a smile.
Isn't it a lovely ride?
Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
Now the thing about time is that time isn't really real.
It's just your point of view, how does it feel for you?
Einstein said he could never understand it all.
Planets spinning through space, the smile upon your face, welcome to the human race.
Some kind of lovely ride.
I'll be sliding down, I'll be gliding down.
Try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
Isn't it a lovely ride?
Sliding down, gliding down,
try not to try too hard, it's just a lovely ride.
The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.”
