The human world is certainly a challenge–or at least it can be.  When we take the material world a bit too seriously, we are doomed.  Nothing changes the mountain.  Weather persists despite all complaints and the tides will not stop when we scream. 

Life comes in, goes up, expands and contracts.  Going with this Tao-flow is our navigational practice.  When a child meets trauma and drama, how can a parent pave their way for them?  There is no calming a fellow worker when they are convinced of injustice.  A brother is sentenced to harsh realities, and we send prayers and music.

As a fellow who was dying said: “I’ve got the easy part–it’s you all left here that have the hard work.”

Today I die to the illusionary tragedy of some lives around me and revel in the bliss intrinsic in the bright wet green and gold of autumn leaves.  What is essential is invisible to the eye.