Posted by: Upāsaka | 07/31/2017

Flying

On a plane, tens of thousands of feet above the earth on our way to Honduras via Houston, Texas. As always, there was fear and anxiety about flying in the days and hours before the flight and, as we took off, the aversion, the feeling of "I do not want this" grew stronger. And, then, at some point it stopped.

How strong is my practice? How ready am I for the death that lies in wait? Can I let go of my life, my children, my body and my family?


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