This is not the post I had planned for today, my birthday. But life happens and it also ends. Today news came that a long-time blogger’s rescue cat, Harrison, finally succumbed to a long illness.
Imagine this kitty waiting all day for his person to come home from work, hanging on long enough to get to the vet, and only there yielding to the inevitable, that the little fellow was finally dying.
His person had taken him in first as a foster, ten months ago, at a time, even then, when Harrison’s health was shaky. I smiled when the person posted the decision to keep Harrison, calling it a “Foster Failure.” As I commented then, “best failure I ever heard.”
In this terrible time, when a “yuge” portion of this country has apparently taken leave of its senses, let this be a call-out to those whose open-heartedness, decency, and generosity matter so much more.
At a time like this, the Buddhists point the way to the aspiration. Here is the Great Bell Chant from Thich Nhat Hanh.