While at the post office yesterday, I noticed that the line of concrete curb blocks there was helter-skelter. I’m pretty sure that when these curb blocks were first placed, they made a straight line. The workers who placed them may even have been proud at how straight a curb they had laid.
Over the years, they have been bumped by vehicles so many times that they look like they were just tossed out the back of a pickup and left where they fell.
It just goes to show that everything moves, everything changes. Even inanimate, heavy concrete blocks with feet crawl over time.
The very first noble truth of the Buddha points out that suffering is inevitable for human beings as long as we believe that things last — that they don’t disintegrate, that they can be counted on to satisfy our hunger for security. Pema Chodron ~ When Things Fall Apart p12.
If you can’t rely on a block of concrete to stay still, what can you rely on?