― Pema Chödrön
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence..."
As a young child, I was transfixed the first time I heard "September Song". I think, even then, I got it. The inexorable movement of our lives toward the final destination was a given. As Suzuki Roshi once said, "Life is like stepping onto a boat which is about to sail out to sea and sink." Now, at age 67, the days really are dwindling down to a precious few--and fall is in the air.
So, as I sit here with tears streaming down my face, a rooster is crowing in the damp morning air. A couple of crows are relaying the neighborhood news over the hiss of traffic in the distance and the crickets are singing in harmony as this mid-September day unfolds. It is simply--and perfectly--just what it is. Experienced fully, within and beyond the profound sadness of letting go to embrace Life/Death as It Is, there is an incredible beauty, a vast and limitless domain of awareness that silently sings in our heart of hearts in every moment. Within and beyond the deep poignancy of our "situation", Eternity dances through the Stillness.
At least that's my story and I'm sticking to it--or not!