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Blessed Impermanence

Great Middle Way

These past few days, I’ve experienced a racking cough. When I lie down to rest, spasms contract the chest and abdomen, initiating a coughing fit that only ends when I sit up, breathless and nauseated. The head pounds, the skin burns, the eyes run. It is almost impossible to breathe. 

And yet I know that I need not despair. This too shall pass, as does everything else. Impermanence is the nature of this material world. The good and the bad, the pleasant and the unpleasant, the welcome and the unwelcome —all of it will end. 

In a world marked by 100% mortality, the true meaning of healing is to remain at peace, regardless of one’s physical condition. All else is temporary. The awareness of blessed impermanence keeps me at peace. 

namo bhagavate bhaiajyaguru

vaiūryaprabharājāya tathāgatāya

arhate samyaksambuddhāya tadyathā

o bhaiajye…

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