The Old Woman, the Tulip, and the Dog

In Every Life

23 In Every Life In every life there’s a moment or two when we disappear, the cruel wound takes over, and then again at times we are filled with trees or with birds or with polishing the furniture said the old woman I know what you mean said the tulip about epiphanies for instance a breezy April day the approach of a butterfly but as to the disappearing self no I have not yet experienced that You are creating distinctions that do not exist in nature where “self” and “not-self” are like salt in ocean, cloud in sky oxygen in fire said the philosophical dog under the table scratching his balls ...