Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Day 11. 238 Of Those I Care
It's more that I accept the inevitable.
It is going to happen. One fine day.
We don't know when and we don't know where.
Nor do we know exactly how.
I find myself saying 'It's OK' a lot these days.
I find some comfort in that, a minor chord consolation.
I am not apathetic, although perhaps a bit agnostic.
Nor is this pessimistic. My glass has always been half full.
It is simply the fact, reinforced daily, that there is only one way out.
Therefore we have a choice.
It can be with suffering, or without.
It can be quick and painless, or long and drawn-out.
This then, can be seen as a form of practice. The better I get at suffering and dealing with the associated degrees of uncomfortability, and those celebrated zones outside of it, the better I might be when that big moment finally arrives. Because I get only one shot at THAT too.
Practice then, is the key. Preparedness, readiness, acceptance.
And of those I care deeply.