(Inspired by my readings today: Jack Kornfield's book A Lamp in the Darkness, and Nick Flynn's poem "Shipwreck.")
Even in ruins, some new life waits to be born.
Fix the mast, or build a new ship.
(Jack Kornfield)
Jack assures us through shared compassion we can make it through anything.
Then Nick comes along, talking deep about loss of things most important to us.
The shipwrecks of our lives leaving us stranded.
And I think of my classroom, the place that feeds me, the posters and my Dharma flag and the books I've lovingly curated just for my kids, the collective laughter and learning.
My awareness that this is all slipping away is high. I don't think we can just "fix the mast."
Nick likens our loss to birds floating in the sky above. We look to the sky to feel better. We wish we just knew the answers, could get a glimpse of the way.
We just want to know how to let go.
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