One of my colleagues broke down today... They all are, little by little. I wish the end of the story would come, where the deus ex machina would descend upon us and stop all this nonsense. And yet I know, there will no god or machine. What is grace or kindness without the heart or actions to follow? I do not believe that you are saved by grace. Nor by faith alone. You are your own judge, you make your own life. The place is falling apart and people insist on clinging on to their egos, attachments and grievances.
I must say that the state of affairs is quite depressing, but worry not, for I have encountered worse, or maybe I am no longer bothered by the comings and goings. I have long gone accepted... In Buddhism they say, let the river flow.
"Child, child, do you not see? For each of us comes a time when we must be more than what we are."
Dallben, The Castle of Llyr by Lloyd Alexander

