Inconsolable Sorrow; Listening to Mark Tully this morning on 'Something understood'. The following music came on, and I remembered the times it had stopped me in my tracks as I stood to listen, and suddenly it took the words inconsolable sorrow to a new meaning. The knowledge that sadness goes on forever, it is an emotion you can visit again and again for it runs like a river through the body.
And no I am not being emotionally unstable but reflecting on the pain we all have to live with through life whoever we are. Tully was talking about mindfulness, a new look at meditation. For someone like me meditation doesn't work, my mind, a bit like my body, jumps up and down with thoughts and things to do. Sitting doing nothing is not in my makeup.
It brought to mind a photo of Paul sitting quietly by the river with his head turned to gaze down into the water, and I remember the calm of his face and the peacefulness of the water, a happy memory.
So other stories came to mind the one of the man who gave his life to feed a hungry tigress and the colourful beetles that decorated the imagery of the Asuka temple I had come across some of these beetles in one of the specimens he had collected in big glass fronted drawers.
Enjoy the music, stop and reflect as Spiegel im Spiegel, plays its monotonous slow beat, let the hurry out of your soul and be still and silent and perhaps think of roses;)