Dusting impermanence

Today is Odin’s Day and here in Okieland even May can be dusty . . .

Its the 114th anniversary in1909 of Maybelle Carter's birth. The country and folk musician was born Maybelle Addington in a tiny hamlet near Nickelsville in western Virginia. Considered the founding Mother of country music, she is credited with inventing the “scratch” form of guitar playing that brought it from a background to a lead instrument.

Today in 1940 Winston Churchill became British Prime Minister. and one year later on the same date, 550 German bombers dropped 100,000 incendiary bombs during the worst of the London Blitz, destroying England’s House of Commons.

. . .impermanence never takes a break. There is never a moment when we’re not in transition—and believe it or not this is good news. The elements that make up this unique moment of your life all came into being at some point; soon those elements will disperse and this experience will be over (being replaced ongoingly with yet more and different elements). – after Pema Chödrön

Gandhi said, “The seeker after truth

should be humbler than the dust.”
Wherever we go, it follows.
I take a damp cloth, swipe the windowsills,
the lamp’s taut shade, run a finger
over the dining room table.
And still, it returns, settling in the gaps
between floorboards, gilding the edges
of unread books. What could be more loyal,more lonely, and unsung?

– from Dust, by Danusha Laméris