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Wednesday, September 15, 2004


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Today was a day. Not terrible, not great...just a day. I had to go to a funeral today for a long time family friend. John had to go out of town on business so I sat with my parents. Saw tons of people who have known me since I was born. It was kinda sad to see how all the "grown ups" are now really old. The funeral was a typical Nichiren Shu ceremony. Nichiren Shu is a Buddhist Order and the funeral has a lot of incense burning, bell ringing and chanting. Normally I have a hard time paying attention...until today!

Ok, so I am a really bad Panda. Normally the priest is a really old guy who is, well, boring. Today we had a new priest, a young really cute 24 year old bishonen priest! ^_^ He was wearing his ceremonial white and orange silk vestments that had golden threads weaved in a complex pattern through the orange part of the robes. He also wore this golden crown that had these long silk panels that would hang down over his shoulders. It kind of reminds me of another priest I have seen somewhere before....


I knew I had seen that headdress somewhere before!


So needless to say, during the service I actually paid attention and learned something new. During the service he mentioned Japanese poet Matsuo Basho's poem. This was a poem he wrote when preparing for his death:

The fallen cherry blossoms,
The remaining cherry blossoms,
Both, fallen blossoms.

He was relating the fallen cherry blossoms as those who have past away and the remaining as those who remain. Telling us to remember that someday we too shall fall. I just thought that the cherry blossom poem was an excellent analogy for death.


I am such a bad panda!


So, I am a bad. The only reason I didn't completely zone out like I normally do during a Buddhist funeral is because the priest was bishonen. Bad Panda.

My question for everyone today is this: When did you learn about death? Did you learn about death because of a friend, family member, pet, etc...passing away? How did you find out?

I learned about death from losing my dog due to old age. His name was Henry and he died when I was 8 years old. Very sad. Still makes me sad. At least I know he had a great life and he was loved. ^_^

Sorry for ending my post on such a down note. One lesson I learned dealing with death is that you never know when it is your time. Tell those around you how you feel since you never know. Regret is a terrible thing to live with and knowing that you have told your loved ones that you care is a wonderful last memory. Hope that made sense.

On that note. I want all of you to have fun, take care of yourselves and remember that I love ya all. I know I say it everyday but I want you all to remember that you have an online friend who cares about you and is sending happy thoughts through this post. ^_^

Love ya!

::huggles::

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