peter died of lung and brain cancer. when he finally couldn’t be cared for at home by his family he was put in a hospital bed. i would visit him there and hug him and hold his hand and we’d talk about almost anything. i cried hard when he finally died. it just didn’t seem fair. but then i know he returned as something else we needed here. i’m fairly certain of that.
in my class this year i have a girl with brain cancer. destiny. she’s a really lovely person and i was glad that she was given to me to care for with my class but she’s so sick, i’ve had her in my room for only half a day. so this little sacrifice of personal vanity - which for me will last a month or so until my hair has (hopefully) all returned is for her a more or less permanent state - this little sacrifice is for her. the shaved head represents for me a little solidarity. a pointed stick to remind me of how none of this really matters as much as it might seem. and especially not to take anything for granted. to have as few expectations of life as possible. and to honour each day as a gift.
the talented artist grace francis created this beautiful holographic mandala entitled "as above so below". this is a sufi knowing and loosely translates into our daily lives as "so it is outside so it is inside". in daily practice this looks like how we take our inner work and place it within the terms of the marketplace. here is "as above so below".

go here to see more of grace's work and thinking: http://www.mandalas.ca/
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