The Master’s Water Glass

Glass of water falling off a tableThe master was asked,

‘How can you be happy in a world of such impermanence, where you cannot protect your loved ones from harm, illness and death?’

The master then held up a glass and said

I really like this glass. It holds my water admirably and it glistens in the sunlight. One day the wind may blow it off the shelf, or my elbow may knock it from the table. I know this glass is already broken, so I enjoy it incredibly.

Ajahn Chah