fredag 2 mars 2012


Looking at a rainbow, colours never begin nor end. Yet we speak of colours as if they were independent phenomena, existing by themselves. 

Maybe we are like the colours of a rainbow, neither existing nor not existing. If so, what selves can we cling to? And there being no clinging, how could suffering take root? 

May all beings be liberated.

1 kommentar:

  1. Just beautiful Dawid, a beautiful and inspirational post!

    Love, Susan