Parting Thoughts
There's a pilgrimage in Bagan. You have to visit four
pagodas, namely Tantkyi Taung, Lawkananda, Turin Taung and the Shwezigon. These
structures enshrine replicas of a tooth of the Buddha. Hence, they’re
considered sacred. They say your most fervent wish will come true if you're
able to visit these pagodas within the same day. Thousands of people, locals
and tourists, join this pilgrimage, which starts at 4AM and ends before dusk.
Our time was limited and we weren’t able to to do it.
It made me think, however, of the lengths that people go
through to make their wishes come true. No harm in that, I suppose. I grant the
good that it does: one could always use a boost, the comfort that help would
come from on high. But I would also submit that one’s wish-making should be
combined with honest to goodness hard work – and a clear-eyed acceptance that
the wish may not come true, in spite of it all. Tossing a coin in a well is the
easiest thing to do. But life isn’t easy …
The Well of Grief
by David Whyte
Those who will not slip beneath
The still surface on the well of grief
Turning downward through its black water
To the place we cannot breathe
Will never know the source from which we drink,
The secret water, cold and clear,
Nor find in the darkness glimmering
The small round coins
Thrown by those who wished for something else.