After life

All my life I have gone on journeys. When I said goodbye at home, it was always with the hope of something new, and finding strangers who would become friends.
To say “goodbye” without such hope is too bleak to be possible.

Yet the Buddha tells us to say Goodbye.

When I see the lizard dry outside my door I do not think he is on a journey.

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