Wednesday, May 9, 2007


I'm moving this summer. For the first few days I was visibly upset over the move, but I've since calmed down somewhat. I'm still really struggling in my mind over this situation but have decided there really isn't anything I can do about it. Some things are just out of my control. Life is about dealing with things you can't change as gracefully as possible.

The reason I've decided to post about it today is because my friend Peter Clothier from The Buddha Diaries made a post about his stomping ground being consumed by fires in California. It parallels my emotions in a lot of ways. The places he loves to walk with his wife are gone, taken away by the forest fires. I started to think to myself, "Wow. I don't know what I would do if my favorite spots to watch the sunset back home were taken away." Then I realized that is exactly what is happening in June. All of my favorite parks, sunset bluffs, bike trails, birdwatching coves. I don't know what to think about it.

On a lighter side, it will all still exist outside of me. I've been dealing with that a lot lately too. There are things in life that I want near me all of the time. I'm happier when they're there, when I'm amongst the endangered green herons in my cove at home, when I'm with good friends leaving for home this week, when I'm on my bike on the steel bridge overlooking the river on the trail here at Drury. There is a thought that consoles me throughout the whole thing: Regardless of whether I'm with these people or near these places, they exist. They exist outside of me and the world is a much more beautiful place because of that. I can call up my friends or drive home and visit these places when I get the desire. I guess change just isn't easy.

It also reminds me of my recent meditations. Thinking about my breathing is like being home. Breathing connects me with life. All of the life here on this planet needs the same oxygen I'm breathing in to survive, so we're all connected when I'm being mindful about my breath. I wonder if it is the same with people or places. When I'm thinking about my friends and our relationship, when I abide in the loves that we share, we're connected again regardless of where we are. I can close my eyes and think about that cliff that nobody else knows about and I'm there once more.

Still, nothing can replace the embrace of a friend or the feeling of the dirt between my toes back home...


Anonymous said...

I agree with you: it's going to be okay.

lindsey said...

I don't still haven't completely convinced me that you exist outside of my mind. ;-)

But seriously, I agree with you. It's comforting to know that others exist when we cannot see them, but for me it's mind-blowing at the same time.

You mean there is a reality beyond my perception? NO!!!!!!

Oh the joy of being a part of something so much bigger than yourself!