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My good friend Noel has published a book about his experience of hearing loss. It has gotten many good reviews. Check it out on Amazon. The book has got me thinking about life, fragility, and how we deal with it.--Br-MD
Life turns on a dime
(the loss of something precious)
We live in illusion, one hard to break,
that our lives are stable,
and as it is ‘now’, so it will ever be.
It is a lie we know, but it brings comfort,
yet life turns on a dime.
A random flip of events,
or our DNA,
or who knows why,
what we always had is suddenly gone.
I have a friend, named Noel, who after arising
could not hear the water running
during his morning ritual,
what was taken for granted,
hardly averted to,
is now missing.
It can seem dreamlike,
or is it waking from a dream (?),
into a clearer vision of our true place in the world,
which is contingent on so many factors,
many unknown, hence our fragility.
Or the loss of health in many ways
is something many will live through
for a time, for some, chronic,
what was taken for granted simply gone,
without fanfare, often quietly,
the effect, however, is far from tranquil.
Just get through this day, and tomorrow and the next,
faith can ground us to face reality in all of its nakedness,
to understand that pain, suffering, is always a part of life,
a fool’s errand to run from it, yet we often do,
into a deeper hole with perhaps abysmal suffering.
life is short, perhaps that is a gift,
each day so precious,
even our pain along with our joy,
dance together in a waltz,
or a tango, it is our choice
as hard as that can be—Br.MD
Life turns on a dime
(the loss of something precious)
We live in illusion, one hard to break,
that our lives are stable,
and as it is ‘now’, so it will ever be.
It is a lie we know, but it brings comfort,
yet life turns on a dime.
A random flip of events,
or our DNA,
or who knows why,
what we always had is suddenly gone.
I have a friend, named Noel, who after arising
could not hear the water running
during his morning ritual,
what was taken for granted,
hardly averted to,
is now missing.
It can seem dreamlike,
or is it waking from a dream (?),
into a clearer vision of our true place in the world,
which is contingent on so many factors,
many unknown, hence our fragility.
Or the loss of health in many ways
is something many will live through
for a time, for some, chronic,
what was taken for granted simply gone,
without fanfare, often quietly,
the effect, however, is far from tranquil.
Just get through this day, and tomorrow and the next,
faith can ground us to face reality in all of its nakedness,
to understand that pain, suffering, is always a part of life,
a fool’s errand to run from it, yet we often do,
into a deeper hole with perhaps abysmal suffering.
life is short, perhaps that is a gift,
each day so precious,
even our pain along with our joy,
dance together in a waltz,
or a tango, it is our choice
as hard as that can be—Br.MD