One time, Buddha asked his disciples about life span. One monk answered that the life depends on every day. Buddha said: “not really.” The other one replied: “the life span is just between the meals.” Buddha said: “not really.” Another one announced: “the life is in the moments of breathing.” Buddha said: “yes, you are right.”
Normally, we spend life according to the calendarwhich does not depend on life itself. Our lives are divided by years and spent by weeks and months. Sometime we’ll recall byages. We can only recognize the changes when we see the albums of childhood, even though we don’t care how we became the looking of now. We just point to the picture and say:” ha-ha, look, this is me as a child. ” Or sometime, we may feel a little sad: “oh, time’s going so fast!”
We should ask, how and when we start to become like now? When Buddha ask you about the span of life, he has no interest on how long you will live, but how you spent your life in every moment of now. Is there any pause between “you” of one year old and fifty years old? What is filling in these billions of moments? Do “you” ever stop at any moment?
Not to say a human life, the whole world is like a piece of cloud. When you can watch continuously on a cloud, you may have a better understanding of span of life.