The end of summer and I drink wine and reflect on life and the world and how it will all soon be coming to an end. A few billion living things caged on a spinning rock going around a fire ball, everything connected and a true miracle that the connectedness allowed for an expansion of consciousness, a way to be grateful for time, space, and material. But as Buddha explained a few years ago, death awaits all, even the earth and the sun. And so on this first night of Autumn I give thanks for a life which once thrived and is now approaching its destiny. Death, with an open heart I accept thee.
