There is no death when stars implode
A stream of atoms coalesce in some temporary terminus…
A planet, a person, a life.
We are made of stars yet blindly grope
For fame and immortality, for hope.
If we could only see our brilliance
Or that we are the true alien wanderers,
That we are one and never alone
And already home,
We would find our place in infinity.
Mary E. Fleisch
There is no death.
In an endless stream,
Flows our breath.
Reassess our measurement of time:
“Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays.
Man alone measures time.
Man alone chimes the hour.
And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.”
― Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper
Being in the moment is the Zen solution.
Our vow: Be where we are, require nothing…accept everything. Easier said than done, but keep at trying, that is all we can do.
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.