| This was a surprise to me, though it should not have been. I have always treated joy differently from pleasure. I didn't know that one could be attached to joy and that attachment to joy could cause suffering. But now I realize that this is precisely the problem. I have become attached to the joy I derive from nature so much so that it makes me constantly worried about the preservation of nature. It is a little tricky, though, to enjoy something without getting attached to it. It is our nature to want to preserve something that gives us joy and happiness. Perhaps the knowledge that this desire to preserve the enjoyment is slowly destroying the enjoyment will cause the mind to refrain from attachment. One has to also remember that nothing in life is permanent. This is the paradox in life. We can really enjoy something only when we don't care about the preservation of it. Of course we still have a responsibility to preserve nature for future generations. But we can do that without getting too anxious or desperate. So I am going to enjoy the blossoms as long as they last, knowing fully well they will fall to the earth very soon. There is no time in life to cling to anything, nor is there time to cry about anything. Joy and sadness are part of this life that is too short to dwell on either.
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