Contemplation on an Etch A Sketch
Tibetan monks create exsquisitly beautiful mandalas, elaborate, painstaking designs out of colored sand. Once finished, they sweep the sands up into a jar and empty it into a stream. And this demonstrates the impermanence of life. I was doing essentially the same thing with an Etch-A-Sketch the other day: creating doodles as intricate as I could make them with the chunky stylus, and whisking them away as soon as they were finished. I discovered there is a deep satisfaction in embracing impermanence. Everything DOES change; whether your healthy or not, rich or poor, young, old....to be alive on this earth is to never know what's going to happen next. No futures are guaranteed. Life's not a linear path to be followed or strayed from; not a birth simply leading to a death with a bunch of rules to follow in between, in a constant struggle to acheive perfection or make order from chaos. It's a set of experiences, fleeting and changeable. Not one minute the same, like snowflakes, tiny mandalas in themselves; beautiful, intricate, unique and impermanent. And so are we.