Impermanence and Attachment

A flower falls,
even though we love it;
and a weed grows,
even though we do not love it.
~Dogen

I get so attached to people, places and things. And not just to nouns...to everything. To experiences. To sensations. To thoughts. To a small plastic soap dish. But I learn the lesson of suffering over and over and over again. That happiness comes when you can detach and see things the way they truly are.

Deep breaths in and out. Serenity.