It has been a month since the shootings in Newtown, Connecticut. The punch of the news took days to even begin to metabolize.
In meditation, I took 20 beads for the children who died and their families and six more for the adults and all the places in peoples’ lives where there is a sudden and very black hole where someone used to live.
And then I started painting, as badly as usual.
Eventually I turned to the enso, the Zen Circle. 26 pieces of paper, 26 circles of life. There is nothing else to do for the moment, other than be mindful of the sometimes godawful impermanence we live with.
26 Enso, December 16, 2012 vj
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