When a monk was traveling on the road, he met an old woman, and asked:
-I would like to know which way that leads to Chao-chou, would you please give me the direction?
The old waman replied:
-Just go straight, don't make any...
This body is subject to death. This mind is subject to death. This world is subject to ruin. This moment is subject to change. In the hierarchy of [bodies] human form is here and gone before you know it. Ask yourself, "What must I do?"
I was watching the leaves and branches moving outside my window with the light breeze last evening and felt a kind of interruption. I just learned today a friend of mine passed away. In the movement of nature there are messages. Even though this is a kind of interpretation I know that interruption in the moment seemed off center.