The last time I went home to visit my mother, I realized how much I miss her. I miss how she was always there for me in company and in friendship. I miss her old form. Then all these practices on non-attachment just hit me – form is empty.
Things, people, experiences – they come and go, and we don’t really understand what that means until someone so dear to us has changed so drastically even before you can say, “wait a minute; not yet!” But the deed is done and there’s nothing you can do, except live with what is here now. Truly practicing living in the present moment.
And in living in the present moment, practicing compassion towards oneself and others who are also affected by the experience.
May we all be well.
May we all be at peace.
May we all feel connected.
May we be willing to face fear and relinquish self-harm.
May we all be held in compassion.
May we be free from suffering and the roots of suffering.
Freedom in Form 