Recently I’ve seen so much media related to the impermanence of our lives. Whether it’s Facebook status related, the digital reminder of another birthday or a poignant blog about losing love or a loved one, the amount of impermanence out there happening RIGHT NOW shocks me, and yet here in my home I’m feeling it too. We all know days are numbered for everything, we just don’t know what that number is. It reminds me, as it should remind you, that the impermanence you feel can only be combated with the pure enjoyment of living in the best way you know how.
According to cosmic calendars, our entire human experience can be summed up into the blink of an eye. It’s the last 2.5 hours of the last day of the year, with everything before that being our Universe’s existence. Our fragility is laid bare, our bones already turned to dust in the time and space version of humanity. As children our lives spread out like giant canvasses before us, and by the time we’re old enough to be writing posts like this, we’ve already lost so much time to worry, regret and self-doubt. We’ve lost time to anger and fear, to disciplined ways and stressful encounters and for what? These small tics on our personal scoreboards are minute in the span of our current existence and more minute still in the span of what’s yet to come.
It’s not that you should shun your personal responsibility, spend all your money and turn a cold shoulder to all the things that irritate you, because you don’t know how to simply let them be a part of your life. Because we experience such impermanence, it’s important to appreciate what exists now – whether it’s work or play; a life or the memory of one; the time to spend and the time to stay frugal. Embracing those “small things”, keeping calm, carrying yourself well and looking forward are much stronger cards to play.
Very well said.