Debra's Cupcakes

"Let it go..." My mantra right now. After so many years in Buddhist countries, you would think I would have osmotically gotten the hang of the "detachment" part of Buddhist philosophy. Truthfully, I thought maybe I had, until I was rudely awaken to reality as I turned into a
blubbering mess when I walked through the doors of no return (aka: airport security).

How does one become so attached to people, a place and a way of life? What happened? 6 years ago (to the day) I came to Vancouver basically to wash my clothes as I moved on to the Yukon. I have still never been to the Yukon. I was bitten by the "attachment bug" and I am still rubbing the sore on my arm.

Ya, I know, the concept of detachment in Buddhism is a bit more complicated. It hinges on the idea of knowing that all is impermanent , all is in flux, everything is changing and will continue
to. No need to worry about what will be. Instead, live in the present and live for today. Don't even peek at the next chapter of the book or try and get your hands on the Cole's Notes version.

I get it, in theory. But then it seems that life gets in the way and the little things become things you feel like you can't live without. Waking up next to the love of your life; walking along the beach or through the forest; playing games with friends; spending time with family.

Maybe I am just being introspective though because I am sitting at the airport, looking out at the snow covered mountains gleaming in the first real Spring day we've had this year, flowers blooming all over, and thinking I won't be back until December.... the dark, beginning wet phases of winter.

Or maybe I just miss everyone terribly and need to go back and read my old Buddhist books...

As one of my favourite bosses used to say (to others - never to me): suck it up cupcake.