Ephemerality

I am not sure if that is a real word or not but it was what sprung to mind when I read yet another chapter in Richard Carlson’s book, “Don’t sweat the small stuff”.    In this Chapter he speaks of a Buddhist teaching which tells us that nothing lasts forever, that plants spring from seeds, grow old and die and decay back into the earth that it came from, that all living things also go from not exisiting, to living and finally dying.  He says in recognising this we can begin to accept that when things do leave us that it is a normal part of life.  If we break a favourite glass we should not worry that it had broken but simply recognise that the breaking was inevitable and be thankful for the time we shared with it.

That does not mean we become apathetic or that we do not mourn, rather that in recognising ephemerality we can then move onto acceptance far quicker than we otherwise might.

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Image from Splutphoto

Ephemerality

I am not sure if that is a real word or not but it was what sprung to mind when I read yet another chapter in Richard Carlson’s book, “Don’t sweat the small stuff”.    In this Chapter he speaks of a Buddhist teaching which tells us that nothing lasts forever, that plants spring from seeds, grow old and die and decay back into the earth that it came from, that all living things also go from not exisiting, to living and finally dying.  He says in recognising this we can begin to accept that when things do leave us that it is a normal part of life.  If we break a favourite glass we should not worry that it had broken but simply recognise that the breaking was inevitable and be thankful for the time we shared with it.

That does not mean we become apathetic or that we do not mourn, rather that in recognising ephemerality we can then move onto acceptance far quicker than we otherwise might.

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Image from Splutphoto