|This picture was taken in Newport News Park showing an old road cut and how the tree is rooted into the soil (photo take 1/31/2016).|
I was at a loss what to write about, except for showing this picture, but then while listening to a program on Post Traumatic Stress Disorder or PTSD on Satellite Radio it all the sudden struck me: what we are now is all rooted on past experiences and we feed on it, whether we like it or not. Buddha tells us:
but it is so damn hard to follow. If you are like me, it is so difficult to live in the moment sometimes, my mind is all over the place. (So sorry guys no nature blog while talking about roots)
But even now, just listening to the discussion on the radio gave me flashbacks to that time 37 and 38 years ago. Suffice it to say, I should have been killed but I escaped getting killed probably four times. I also still feel guilty for not preventing a young boy from getting killed by an angry mob two days after we arrived in the country. It’s all too gruesome to describe, but if you like me to, let me know and I can blog about it, one day.