Tomorrow doesn’t exist

 

Autumn, wonderful time of the year, colourful and so soothing, the air is so crisp and fresh. Autumn also known as fall…leaves fall…it seems that nature is dying, well it is not dying, it is changing.

One autumn evening I decided to go and see my friends, swan family that lives in the pond not far away from my home. So I went… When I approached the pond only one swan was there, that was very strange and unusual. I walked around the pond and expected to find second swan although my search was unsuccessful. The only swan that left in the pond was male swan, I looked at him and in my mind asked him; what happened? The answer was go to your meditation place, so I went. Before approaching meditation place there was this feeling that I’ll find black feathers there. When I got to my meditation place, there were at least three black feathers, this is not a good omen. I got overwhelmed with sadness.The other thought that came through my mind was go home and you will find an article on what happened, so I did. The article was rather cold, yeah but what else you can expect from news paper article. It seems that the female swan just disappeared, people who look after the place suspect that it was fox, fox ate the swan. Maybe it was a fox; who knows…

The couple lived together sixteen years, one of them left the body, the other continues exist as a male swan.

Yes, the soul is immortal whether animal or human although body is fragile and it can cease to exist in any moment. Even if you try to cling to the moment it passes by, you desperately try to grasp it but it transforms into something else, sands of time continue to flow and change.

Cherish your embodiment, it is a temple treat it well. If you are postponing things and think you can do things tomorrow, tomorrow might never come for the embodiment. I’m not trying to instil fear, just want to bring awareness, the individuation or the mandala of the embodiment transforms constantly and sometimes it comes to a point when it drops its whole form, structure. Whatever you do right now do it with full awareness. Even if you just drink water or go for a walk make it special because it is special if you put whole attention and awareness into it. If you want to clear your mind go for a walk, clarity of the mind brings you into awareness and you can enjoy the now. Try to do mundane things like; eating, walking with full awareness and see how they become magical.

In my mind I still have a memory of the perfect summer day and magical moment when Sally the swan was still in her embodiment and was swimming in the pond with her cygnets and they were enjoying the perfect moments together and brought joy to people. Animals are good example how to stay in the moment and make the most of it. Be aware notice things around you.

Sally with cygnets 🙂

Transience Wabi-Sabi

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First thing that comes in mind thinking about transience,Buddhist monks in their perfect ochre robes making a colourful sand mandala. It takes long time to make it, soon after it is made it is destroyed. Creation and destruction…Sand mandalas are representation of transient material life.

Creation and destruction of mandala is highly ceremonial.

I like to create my ‘sand’ mandalas not really from sand. One was created out of sea shells, very tiny sea shells…nobody can put a price tag on creation like that and now it only ‘exists‘ as photo image…

One day I have left message in the sand made of sea rocks. Of course the message no longer exist in material form, it was washed away by sea waves, hopefully somebody got the message…

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Sea also makes wonderful drawings. Pictures are so perfect…

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Drawings disappear after few hours. Sea water washes pictures away…

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The next day new pictures are created…different pictures.

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Everything is in constant change, well if things would stay the same that would be boring.

There is this saying; ‘The more things change the more they stay the same.’ Constant and change are different sides of the same coin.

Some people say, ‘oh those lifetimes in Lemuria and Atlantis were so much nicer better and now life is so grey’. Remember the lives in Egypt they were so cool I was trying to grasp on those moments, those lifetimes although they slipped through my fingers like sand…

Yes, that might be true. As they say, ‘all good things come to the end’, yeah, but they forgot to say that bad things come to the end too.

My sea shells turn into sand and maybe one day somebody is going to make colourful sand mandala out of that sand.

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Make your own own ‘sand’ mandala every day, every moment, choose colours and ingredients that are best for you and makes you joyful. Enjoy things while they last and don’t be afraid to let go when it is time to do so…

© Laura Ciciskinaite