There’s little doubt about it. Life is hard. Filled with heartache, loss, pain, self-doubt, fear, anxiety, wanting, disappointment to name but a few. This is what Buddha referred to as “dukkha” or suffering Conditions arise and then fall away . Nothing stays the same. It’s like building a house on shifting sands. It’s only going to end one way.
But at the end of a week dogged by tears and the loss of a dear friend love and light burst into our lives with the arrival of son Rob and his American girlfriend Megan. Playing music, romping through the fells, sharing stories, hugs and cuddles, laughing and just being together was wonderful. The days and nights opened up to love and the joy of sharing helped ease the pain of letting go.
As we get back to our more mundane round of duties, commitments and events the time we have spent together helps to sustain us and the love expressed support us.
Looking through the window, the weather outside is closing in and the wind bears a low roar, but I’m off with Molly dog to find some pied flycatchers come what may.
Here’s a picture of Rob taming my 1974 Guild D50.