Previous Page · Next Page
Yesterday, a teacher in one of my classes told of a young faculty member who had died a couple of years ago and the impact it had had on her life. For the first time she realized that this was the only second we have. It caused her to communicate her love more fully to her eighty-nine year old Mother. It made her aware of the gift of air and light.
I wonder, without anyone else needing to die, if we can come to see every second as the gift it is?
Violence, damage, rudeness, inconsideration, greed, urgency, “stress,” pressure, scarcity, fear, doubt and contention
or
Peace, tranquility, consideration, beauty, dignity, grace, loving-kindness, joy, gratitude, hope, intention and integrity.
How is it possible that we can create such wildly different things in exactly the same situation or circumstance?

