With palms together,
Good Morning All,
This morning we spent quite a bit of time cleaning and organizing the residence. Clearly I am limited in my abilityand capacity, but Rev. Soku Shin seems to have inhereted genes from the Energizer Bunny. I did manage to organize the studio/study and re-organize the courtyard funishings. But this pales in comparison to Ms. Bunny.
This, as well as some discussions with my physical therapists have taken me aback. It is becoming quite clear that I will not recover to a state similar to that before I began experiencing leg pain. I will likely not run again, hike, or even walk very far. For someone who identified himself as physically active, a marathoner, and so on, this is a challenging reqality.
Yet, every loss has the potential to be a teacher. Every moment, an oppoprtunity to rebirth myself. Closing one door, we often say, opens another. So, here I am with doors closing and other doors opening. The Zen of the Every Moment lies in this: the very existential view that our remaking ourselves moment to moment demands our adaptaion to impermanence.
Yesterday no longer exists, tomorrow is simply a fantasy: it is in the eternal now that we reside. May we each live as fully as possible.
Be well.
Good Morning All,
This morning we spent quite a bit of time cleaning and organizing the residence. Clearly I am limited in my abilityand capacity, but Rev. Soku Shin seems to have inhereted genes from the Energizer Bunny. I did manage to organize the studio/study and re-organize the courtyard funishings. But this pales in comparison to Ms. Bunny.
This, as well as some discussions with my physical therapists have taken me aback. It is becoming quite clear that I will not recover to a state similar to that before I began experiencing leg pain. I will likely not run again, hike, or even walk very far. For someone who identified himself as physically active, a marathoner, and so on, this is a challenging reqality.
Yet, every loss has the potential to be a teacher. Every moment, an oppoprtunity to rebirth myself. Closing one door, we often say, opens another. So, here I am with doors closing and other doors opening. The Zen of the Every Moment lies in this: the very existential view that our remaking ourselves moment to moment demands our adaptaion to impermanence.
Yesterday no longer exists, tomorrow is simply a fantasy: it is in the eternal now that we reside. May we each live as fully as possible.
Be well.
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