April 29, 2011 § Leave a comment
My grandparents have been gone for long enough that my memories are rather dim, but some unexpected inheritance has been working in my life, and it has me feeling their presence lately especially. “This too shall pass” a favorite saying of my grandmother’s, now a mantra with much more literal meaning than I felt in hearing it as a child (everything… this thought… this emotion… this body… these words… shall pass) A Buddha head that appeared on the doorstep – a most unexpected and rather ill-suited gift to my grandfather – a gift received and kept, the story goes, mostly for the entertainment of irritating my grandmother. These days, my grandfather’s Buddha oversees my practice (poking fun at me sometimes), and my grandmother’s words attend to every fleeting moment of awareness. A perfect (unlikely) pairing, and perfectly suited to my own unlikely path. We are connected in unexpected ways. A bit of serendipity, a bit of magic.