One day, after co-facilitating a mindfulness/meditation class in San Mateo Juvenile Hall for the Mind-Body Awareness Project, an African-American teenaged boy whose skin always shone so brightly gifted me with a card. The card is blue, depicting the beauty and mystery of undersea life: turtles, fish, dolphins are all swimming about. The color of the coral is so alive I feel it is about to speak.
Inside, is a magazine clipping: THE MAKING OF A LEGEND, it reads boldy, edges all frayed. There is a kind of raw authenticity to the way his letters are all neatly formed, text moving upward, suggesting the dawn of hope and newly perceived possibility. It reads:
“Thank you so much for taking your time,
to give me wisdom and tools that will help me better my life.
I looked forward to meditation every week
I will miss it even though I’m glad to be getting out
I won’t forget what you have taught me.
You always bring a good Presents with you and good spirits.
Thank You. . .”
Sometimes I find myself at my end but
I always remember life goes on.
Some days are harder than others
but I have to remember life goes on.
We all experience hurt and pain,
sorrow and vein but
I must remember life goes on.
Through rainy days and stormy nights,
when I feel lonely and have no hope in sight
I must remember Life goes on