“We are like children building a sand castle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of colored glass. The castle is ours, off limits to others. We’re willing to attack if others threaten to hurt it. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sand castle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.”
I love this as a metaphor for life, and for attachment. Many of us get attached to “things” (me included). I try to remind myself that we don’t *really* “own” anything in this world, we merely get to *use* things for a time. We come into the world without possessions, and we leave the same way. While we’re here, we get to use some material objects, but they aren’t a part of us in any real sense. Or at least they shouldn’t be. They’re just tools.
I try to remember this when I experience the loss of something (some thing) I’ve deemed important. I try to remember that material objects have no inherent meaning, other than the meaning I’ve given them. And I try to examine my attachments, and whether they truly serve my peace of mind.
We get to use things while we’re here. Let’s use them for our good, and the good of others.