A New Life
The first morning in a new house.
I will begin a new life.
I will walk more.
I will worry less.
I will stop trying to keep up appearances.
I will notice that no one is looking.
I will take it on the chin.
I will be comfortable with who I am.
I will remember that who I am is a figment of my imagination.
I will loosen my grip.
I will change.
I will stop trying to change.
I will transcend the desire to stop trying to change.
I will remember the maxim
“Whoever is born is bound to die.”
I will keep in mind that this fact, ultimately, goes a long way
toward explaining the witless and shortsighted behavior of most
human beings, and
I will, accordingly, find compassion for them.
I will accept the possibility that I may actually die here.
I will accept the possibility that I may die somewhere far away
remembering how it was here.
How I thought it would be different.
How the trees looked on the mountain.
How I saw clearly that everything is exactly as it is meant to be.
How I forgot that.
How it was that first morning.