I read a report last night that asserts that we may only have nine more years until human life becomes unsustainable on this planet. Unfortunately, this is the second such report I’ve read and has to do with the rapidly heating oceans and phytoplankton’s inability to survive the rising temperatures. And without them, we have no oxygen.
So, in shock and fear on the one hand but tempered with the realization that death will come regardless. No, I don’t want to see my children and loved one’s dying before me but what choice do I have if that’s my kamma? Every day who knows how many children die of sickness or starvation in front their parents. Why am I different?
Ten years seems to be the outer limit for our continued existence on the planet and I intend to make the most of it by training the heart as well as I can.
May I let go of all ideas of gain and loss.
May I be undeterred by praise and blame.
May I regard all beings with sympathy and affection.
May I train to be ready to meet death with a clear, still mind.