Autumn is the beginning of the death cycle of the seasons
and invariably I feel that embracing, melancholic sense of change and loss as
the air turns cooler and the intensity of the sunlight begins to
dim. Recent life events such as serious accidents, illness and
watching people I love confront the end of their lives seem to fit very well
into this chilly backdrop of brittle leaves. Naturally, this has been a
bit uncomfortable although, it has also given me a chance to reflect more
deeply on the frailty of the human body, the precariousness of each moment and
how little control we have. I suppose we survive our daily lives by not
thinking constantly about these things, but at the moment, I feel confronted
with the reality of the vulnerability of the body and the fact that is it will
all pass away one day. I realize that these kinds of considerations are
not something to solve or fix. There is nothing for me to do except make a
choice on how to deal with them in relation to others and myself.
D.T Suzuki
I recently began reading the John Cage biography Where the Heart Beats by Kay Larson.
It’s a great book about the life and career of American avant –garde composer
John Cage, his relationship with Zen Buddhism and the deep impact the teaching had on
his life and work. One of
Cage’s teachers was D.T Suzuki, a Japanese author who was instrumental in spreading interest in Zen
in the West. There is a photograph
in the middle of the book of a meeting of Cage with Suzuki and the caption
recounts Suzuki’s last words when he died in 1966, which were, “Don’t
worry. Thank you! Thank you!”
It is not easy saying "thank you" in the face of change loss and death, but it is a perspective on life that I would like to cultivate, so for now, I say, thank you to autumn and the harsh beauty it blows through my heart.
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