We are our own enemies sometimes,we need to live like the cherry blossoms because in its own way it’s also leaving this lifetime of light,darkness,pain and hope.
Reminds me of Memento Mori: Remember You must die. So what we have right now is beautiful.
"My friend, There was a day that you were not here. And there will soon be a day when you are no longer here. And once you realise this, you will understand that all there is left to do, is play" - Atmamun, Kapil Gupta
I especially loved the idea that "noticing isn't meaning, but it's adjacent to it." There's something deeply honest about refusing to force certainty where there isn't any.
Though, what stayed with me most was mono no aware. I don't know if I've ever experienced it in quite the same way.
I don't think something becomes beautiful because it ends. I think it's beautiful despite ending.
Maybe that's a small distinction, but it changes everything for me.
I agree that departure sharpens our attention. That's such a human thing. But once we become aware of it, maybe we don't have to wait for loss to really look. Maybe we can choose to meet this moment with that same attention while it's still here.
I also loved the idea that forgetting is mercy. I don't think we could survive if the weight of impermanence sat consciously on our shoulders every hour of every day.
And yet... I don't think we ever truly forget it either.
I think it's always there somewhere beneath the surface. Maybe that's exactly why we keep loving, creating, choosing and beginning anyway. Not in spite of knowing life ends, but because we do.
The last section stayed with me for a long time.
Love and courage have always felt like synonyms to me. To love at all is to accept uncertainty. To open anyway. To care anyway. There is something profoundly brave about that.
And perhaps that's why I've never believed love is limited by time. Lives end. Love doesn't always have to.
Thank you for sending this. I'm really glad I read it. 🤍
Thank you for leaving something this thoughtful. You gave the piece the kind of attention every writer hopes for.
Your thought about not waiting for loss to really look has been on my mind. Now I wonder if the deepest moments of awareness are the ones where nothing is ending at all…. where the world is simply allowed to arrive before it has to leave.
And maybe impermanence isn't what makes a moment sacred. Maybe it only reminds us that it always was.
I'm really glad you shared this. It gave my work another life.🧡
The turn at "the worst things all require a body" is where this stopped being a familiar meditation for me. The sleeping body the ocean hasn't decided to keep got me too. Beautiful emotions here. I am subscribing for more.
Now I want to be under a cherry blossom. With this half-poem of yours, you’ve stirred up genuine and deep emotions—well done.
Wonderfully expressed and put. I like this line: "I think we are all
cherry blossoms
who forgot
we are cherry blossoms". I do think we are
We are our own enemies sometimes,we need to live like the cherry blossoms because in its own way it’s also leaving this lifetime of light,darkness,pain and hope.
Beautiful!! 😍
Making most of what we have is really important. Love this!
I love the strong connection between emotions and nature in your writing. Merci 💜Thank you
Sooo beautifully penned. I was already feeling so much reading other peoples work and I stumbled upon this. What a good morning.
“the unbearable tension
of loving something
fragile. because love is fragility.” 🩶
Reminds me of Memento Mori: Remember You must die. So what we have right now is beautiful.
"My friend, There was a day that you were not here. And there will soon be a day when you are no longer here. And once you realise this, you will understand that all there is left to do, is play" - Atmamun, Kapil Gupta
You captured mono no aware so beautifully, the quiet ache that comes from knowing beautiful things never last.
This touched something in me ! Could we connect and grow together ?
Hey!
Yeah, I would love to connect and explore your works too😊
Thank you my lovely ! I’ve just subscribed to you and I’d be grateful if you would do the same :))
Done😁
Lovely
This was so beautiful. 🤍
I especially loved the idea that "noticing isn't meaning, but it's adjacent to it." There's something deeply honest about refusing to force certainty where there isn't any.
Though, what stayed with me most was mono no aware. I don't know if I've ever experienced it in quite the same way.
I don't think something becomes beautiful because it ends. I think it's beautiful despite ending.
Maybe that's a small distinction, but it changes everything for me.
I agree that departure sharpens our attention. That's such a human thing. But once we become aware of it, maybe we don't have to wait for loss to really look. Maybe we can choose to meet this moment with that same attention while it's still here.
I also loved the idea that forgetting is mercy. I don't think we could survive if the weight of impermanence sat consciously on our shoulders every hour of every day.
And yet... I don't think we ever truly forget it either.
I think it's always there somewhere beneath the surface. Maybe that's exactly why we keep loving, creating, choosing and beginning anyway. Not in spite of knowing life ends, but because we do.
The last section stayed with me for a long time.
Love and courage have always felt like synonyms to me. To love at all is to accept uncertainty. To open anyway. To care anyway. There is something profoundly brave about that.
And perhaps that's why I've never believed love is limited by time. Lives end. Love doesn't always have to.
Thank you for sending this. I'm really glad I read it. 🤍
Wow.
Thank you for leaving something this thoughtful. You gave the piece the kind of attention every writer hopes for.
Your thought about not waiting for loss to really look has been on my mind. Now I wonder if the deepest moments of awareness are the ones where nothing is ending at all…. where the world is simply allowed to arrive before it has to leave.
And maybe impermanence isn't what makes a moment sacred. Maybe it only reminds us that it always was.
I'm really glad you shared this. It gave my work another life.🧡
Oh, I love this so much, a beautiful piece of writing!
Loved your writing, the imagery and the emotions harmonized in such a way, that through the course of reading it, it was an unforgettable experience .
This is so beautifully written. The fact that we exist throughtout life but we live in phases of it is so profound. love this!!
The turn at "the worst things all require a body" is where this stopped being a familiar meditation for me. The sleeping body the ocean hasn't decided to keep got me too. Beautiful emotions here. I am subscribing for more.