This morning’s reflection on impermanence was a great success in that I was able to touch into that place where the realization of my own death hooked in. Ven. Thanissaro tasks about trying to find these places where we’re hung up and working with them by bringing them fully into awareness.
So it was that, as I sat in meditation, I actually touched into the possibility that the out breath could be my last. The funny part was that, even as I felt the truth in my body my mind was telling me “Sure it’s possible but it won’t happen.” This is delusion. This is Mara. Our death is certain but the hour is not.
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