Suppose we speak of the death of a cloud. You look up in the sky and don’t see your beloved cloud anymore, and you cry, “O my beloved cloud, you are no longer there. How can I survive without you?” And you weep. You are thinking of the cloud as having passed from being into nonbeing, from existence to nonexistence.
-Thich Nhat Hanh ‘Fear: Essential Wisdom for Getting Through the Storm’ c.2012 by the Buddhist Church p.53
fotoMahaloness As my curiosity drives me through this lifetime I seek teachers, knowledge and wisdom. In doing so I slowly discover my true nature and with some discipline put that into my daily life. Similar to a cloud this practice is in a steady state of flux.