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  • Paths That Return Home April 25, 2021
  • Suffering, Impermanence & Not-self April 18, 2021
  • Many Paths April 11, 2021
  • Paths April 4, 2021
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    In a conversation with my sister earlier, she reminded me of a poem by T.S. Eliot, the Four Quartets. Later, I found myself reading it again. It is a long poem, and one that I find needs time to absorb and understand. Toward the end of the poem, in the fourth Quartet, the title of which is Little Gidding, Eliot says,
    Today I walked the same hiking trail, I have walked many times. It is one I know very well. It’s not a particularly grand or scenic trail. It meanders through softwood and hardwood forest and it’s not a very long trail – about two and a half miles. I know every bend, and hill. If I close my eyes, I can trace the trail in my head. Being so familiar with anything, in this case these woodland paths, it’s easy to tune out and not pay much attention to the surroundings. And I can admit, there have been times, many, when my attention has wandered away from being connected to the experience of walking.
    This past month of April I have been writing about the different paths and stories of our lives. Sometimes we make a deliberate decision to add a chapter to the story, like going on vacation, changing our job, getting married, committing to a long term relationship.
    Insight without compassion lacks the warmth of love and kind-heartedness. We need both.
    As a teenager, I hiked a lot. I joined a British organization, The Ramblers Association. One of its missions then, and maybe still, was to keep open the old paths, called rights of way. If someone documented they had walked on one of these paths once in a year, then they would be kept open for other travelers. They could not be closed.
    Suffering, Impermanence and Not-Self

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