Sangha Member Post:
On a short walk around the neighborhood this past weekend,
observing the buds sprouting on plants and the flowers freshly
in bloom, I was reminded of the Buddhist concept of impermanence.
Just when it seemed to me as though our Corvallis winter, with
its near-record snowfall and low temperature days, would never
end, winter suddenly seems like a distant memory. As with
everything, winter has come and gone and, in time, so will spring.
My work is to observe this impermanence and any associated
attachment or aversion that arises in me. Right now, I’m practicing
appreciating the beauty of new growth and then letting it go.
