Dear Friends,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In our last reflection, we explored what inspires energy in our practice, including reflecting on impermanence, the uncertainty of life, and the inevitability of death as motivators for wise effort. The poem “If You Knew<\/a>” by Ellen Bass offers a poignant lens for deepening this exploration.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her words remind us of life’s fleeting nature, the moments we might overlook, and the fragility of the connections we share:<\/p>\n\n\n\n What if you knew you’d be the last This reflection brings to mind the precious time I had with my dad in his last days. Being present with him during that time was both heart-opening and profoundly grounding. The moments we shared–filled with tenderness, love, and gratitude–remain etched in my heart as a reminder of how fleeting and precious life truly is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The closing lines of the poem ask us to consider how we might live if we saw each moment and interaction with this same clarity:<\/p>\n\n\n\n What would people look like These reflections invite us to cultivate energy not from fear but from a heartfelt awareness of life’s preciousness and brevity. How might our actions, words, and practice shift if we approached each moment as if it truly mattered?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Does reflecting on impermanence inspire your energy and effort in practice? What shifts when you approach each moment or interaction with care and presence?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Let me know what you discover as you sit with these reflections.<\/p>\n\n\n\n With good wishes, Dear Friends, In our last reflection, we explored what inspires energy in our practice, including reflecting on impermanence, the uncertainty of life, and the inevitability of death as motivators for wise effort. The poem “If You Knew” by Ellen Bass offers a poignant lens for deepening this exploration. Her words remind us of life’s fleeting nature, the moments\u2026 Read More »<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[372],"tags":[379,157,197],"class_list":["post-2288","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-jan-2025","tag-ellen-bass","tag-energy","tag-impermanence"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2288"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2289,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288\/revisions\/2289"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2288"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2288"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.grzesina.net\/meditation\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2288"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}\n
to touch someone?<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n\n
if we could see them as they are,
soaked in honey, stung and swollen,
reckless, pinned against time?<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n
Andrea<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"