“The pains which are yet to come can be and are to be avoided.” So says one translation of sutra 2:16. It’s a sutra I’ve considered a lot. But maybe I’m thinking about it all wrong.
For a long time I didn’t blog any yellow moments. I realised I was affected by having read about yellow appearing in all seasons except winter. What if I wrote too much now and used up all my yellow? Every day I walked through this tree’s scattering of yellow leaves without seeing them (it’s the gingko in Logic Lane, Oxford). But what if I run out of growing things and have to use warning signs? Would that have happened? Would it have been so bad? – I was sent some great yellow signs that languish in my in box.
Today I see the relation between this and my fear of hand balances. In always stopping myself falling forwards I stop too soon and never get up enough to balance – or find the courage to write yellow in fear that my supply will be exhausted.
Yellow moment 19/363