Before we feel cool enough, the autumn has arrived silently. According to Chinese lunar calendar, August 7th is the beginning of autumn, which is called Li Qiu – the standing of autumn. And the people who live here are also coming into their autumn body. The turning of seasons can remind us of impermanence and dependent arising.
When we are cheering about the golden crop of wheat, we should think about how they are transformed into our body. The rivers are flowing constantly, they are telling us that the streams in our body have always been running. The wind comes and goes and won’t stay anywhere, just like our breathing. And the motions we’ve made supported by inner-wind have never been the same. When we feel hot or cold, just because the heat inside us is sometimes less or more than outside. By seeing the leaves falling down and becoming dark and dry, we should tell ourselves that one day my body will be like this.
We give different names to different seasons, but when we are calling any of them, neither of them will stop and even give us a glimpse. If they can really respond to us, that might be “I don’t know whom you are calling.” They are always on the way and don’t have time to think about a name at any moment. Or they may nod together what ever we call, they are four for us, but it’s one for them, which depend on each other always.
You may stop doing something, but the steps of life never pause, and it’s hard to separate birth, grow and death from each other.