Inspiration & insights along the path toward happiness & wisdom
Let's say somebody had a lifelong friendship with somebody and they loved each other. Let's say one of the friends died before the other did. Based on your definition of love, which is free of attachment because we should only depend on ourselves to make ourselves happy, do you think the living friend would remorse the death of their loved one? Would you consider it love if the living friend did? Is it wrong to remorse when you lose something?
“This Self is neither born, nor dies,
it neither grows nor decays,
nor does it suffer any change.
When a pot is broken, the space
inside it is not; similarly when the body
dies, the Self in it remains eternal.”
“Its not impermanence per se, or even knowing were going to die, that is the cause of our suffering, the Buddha taught. Rather, its our resistance to the fundamental uncertainty of our situation. Our discomfort arises from all of our effort to put ground under our feet, to realize our dream of constant okayness.”
“Somewhere this very moment, babies are born, fathers are dying, mothers are grieving. Yet, pervading all is a groundless awareness, delicate and strong at the same time. Everything becomes we, a beating heart with a transparent, radiant smile.”
“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
“The key is not to learn to die bravely, but to learn not to need to die bravely.”