Impermanence

Impermanence

There is a wonderful Buddhist practice, that I never thought much of. That is, until I was diagnosed with dementia, a fatal progression of brain failure. That is the spiritual practice known as Sand Mandalas.   The teacher and student monks spend days, painstakingly, pouring sand into these wonderful, huge, beautifully intricate, mandalas. When they are finally done, the teacher monk surveys his masterpiece, and in the single swipe of his hand, wipes across it, destroying it. The lesson is one of “impermanence.

When I think of the destruction going on in my brain, that is the image that comes to mind…the hand of my soul, wiping it all away…as if to say, “there now, you are free to go.

Copyright October 18, 2015, all rights reserved.

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