–Nothing is permanent–
-We ever wondered, why we’re not happy? The first answer, the one that emerges immediately and spontaneously, will be: “I am unhappy because I am not well in the reality in which I live”, and immediately afterwards someone might add: “I am not happy only because I am unlucky”.
But how many people will have the courage to ask themselves: if it is perhaps up to me? We observe a Buddhist sage who constructs a Mandala, that set of figures, symbols, drawings that represent the deepest part of the psyche. Mandala means magic circle. This Buddhist master takes months and even years to silently arrange the colored powders, within a pattern of emblematic signs. But when he has finished it, with a breath or a gesture of the hand, he dissolves it or does not protect it from the wind that sooner or later will dissolve it.
This is to symbolically say that, in life, nothing is permanent.But this is also a way to explain to oneself and to those who look at us that, it is not necessary to become attached to a person or to become attached to an object, not even to something that I had created with so much fatigue. It is not even useful or beneficial to become attached to our ego, that is, to our way of being, to our way of acting; so whenever the death of something occurs, a rebirth arises, in the one who created that thing.
Our unhappiness begins there, where we persist in sticking to the dead pattern. We must begin to think gently about our life, as if it were a Mandala, as if it were a drawing of dust that is now there but in a moment it could vanish, it is precisely in this ability to live in a state of perennial transit, in this conscious instability that lies the secret of happiness which then coincides with the secret of self-esteem.