The neighbor’s house was torn down today. A small well kept bungalow built in 1953. She had lived there for most of those fifty-nine years. The property showed love with small additions such as a back deck and a two car garage added over the years.
The home had hardwood floors and a bright kitchen that overlooked the back yard.
The property was sold when the owner passed away.
Nothing is permanent.
In a couple of hours a giant machine tore the house apart and loaded it in a truck like it was a toy that was no longer needed. Nothing has permanence.
The concrete walls of the basement, once a refuge of comfort, were torn out to make way for a new foundation.
Our lives are filled with the delusion of permanence. It looks like the job is permanent. The houses we live in are filled with our purchases, our mementos, our caring and our colors. They all look permanent.
It is as though we live on a movie set prepared just for our life. The cameras role, we play our part until the producer says the gig is up.
We play our best by learning our lines, playing the character that suits the situation at the time. Our roles change from time to time except within our heart we know the truth that this act is only an act that lasts so long and then we find a new one.
Good thing we are so competent at what we do. Our training started early when we were born. Our play group was our family and each of us learned how to first play within our own group and then we were taught to take it on to the larger stage.
The training was extensive. It seems the roles are so important that a long and extensive training program is necessary to ensure our success. Yet many actors play each day with correct lines and empty hearts.
Now we search for joy to fill our heart. We search as though the foundation we created is real and made from solid material of our acting. We attempt to bulk it up through purchases and trinkets suited to our liking.
The acceptance of impermanence provides the opportunity to realize that as actors on the stage of life we have the opportunity to change the plot. As a matter of fact we are the producers of our play.
If we choose to have a heart of joy, inspiration, hope and contribution with a dash of compassion perhaps we will look in a different way than we did yesterday understanding that we are really making it up as we go.
Nothing is permanent.