Nintil - There was only mom
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One morning I got a call from my younger brother Jaime. He was crying. He tells me my mom’s health, which had been slowly declining over the past month from advanced cancer, had reached the point where not much time was left. I was shocked. I felt the inertia of my regular life: not wanting to let people at work down, the meditation retreat I had booked for next week. I cried in the shower. I cried on the way to work as I listened to these Zen chants. Everything just seemed to hit harder. The strikes of the singing bowls sounded definitive, saying “Hurry up! Hurry up! Time is running out!…
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