Everything is in flux

I walked down the street to the Zen center this morning for meditation and learned that they are in the throes of trying to buy a lot and build a new facility uptown. Uptown, I thought, this is not good. When I needed the Zen of meditation, I learned that a few blocks from me was a place to provide exactly what I needed to work through my inability to meditate at home for long periods of time.

Now they are talking about moving.

Proof in the pudding that the world is in a constant state of flux and the sooner we recognize it, the better.

This afternoon, I sat down on the back steps and stroked the ivory elephants on my necklace trying to soothe my unquiet mind into just being. I thought of Loca on the farm, running and jumping and I wished her to thrive in her new environment. I wished my cousin companionship and both of them love.

I read two New York Times, last week’s news (Israel and Hamas) and this week’s (Jesse Jackson and Philip Roth retiring), and the more I read the more un-tranquil I became. Sometimes the only solace is knowing that things change.

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