I have been thinking about attachment a lot lately. My attachment becomes a reality for me when I consider the environment. There were four tall cypress trees two doors down from where I live, They each had to be at least 50 years old. Making them two hundred years all together. Over the course of six months I observed these trees being cut down. Every time I heard the chainsaw I got sick and sad thinking about all the birds' habitat lost. Observing the birds after their homes were gone, I watched closely to see what they would do, and they found another tree and began singing. Today the birds use of what is available in the moment along with their bird songs, is reassuring. The conclusion I came to is, it's fine to love the trees but they may not always remain standing in this exact spot for my pleasure. I thought they would always be there which is an illusion. I should have been thinking that I will enjoy these trees everyday because there is always the possibility that they won't be there one day. Seattle is changing so quickly, with old buildings being torn down and larger ones being built. The noise is increasing as the population increases and more people are living in the same amount of space. If I continue to hold onto how it has been then I will be angry, sad and disappointed. But the illusion is what made me believe that things would always be the same. I'll embrace the idea that nothing needs to stay the same on my account because nothing will. I shouldn't expect the trees to change their lives course. I instead need to change my own attitude a let go of the trees.
"Raga is an emotional bondage to any source of pleasure , manifesting in extreme forms as an inability to let go of anything, a sort of addiction to the furniture of life rather then a celebration of the joy of life itself" B.K.S. Iyengar
