This Too Shall Pass
This Too Shall Pass When I was growing through my teenage years, with the misguided belief that my suffering was greater than anyone who ever lived, my mother would remind me, “…and this too shall pass.” I never believed her. But the present became the past and along with the passage of time, so too did those imbalanced-hormone-induced emotional meltdowns slip away. Years later, some smell, sound or taste would send me plunging back to those long ago moments and the time, place, sensations would all come rushing back to me in a tidal wave of emotional memory.It fascinated me for some time how I could relive those moments in such detail. Until recently, when I began attending 10-day silent sitting residential courses called Vipassana once a year, where the late…
