I watched the Columbia on TV this morning. For the second time in two decades, the experience of cognitive dissonance. Seven brave men and women, skilled beyond most others on the planet, and totally at peace with their individual and collective missions on Earth, disappeared from the stage of life. Travelling at about 3.7 miles per second, they streaked across the sky, and into immortality; forever more, they will remain alive in our hearts. For me, I will walk in silence today, remembering those seven souls, and thanking them for their efforts on behalf of all of us. In the Bhagavad Gita (one of the crew, Kalpana Chawla, was from India) there is a passage that, for me at least, brings some comfort:
"The blessed Lord said,
'You grieve for those who should not be grieved for;
yet you speak wise words.
Neither for the dead nor those not dead do the wise grieve.
Never was there a time when I did not exist
nor you, nor these lords of men.
Neither will there be a time when we shall not exist;
we all exist from now on.
As the soul experiences in this body
childhood, youth, and old age,
so also it acquires another body;
the sage in this is not deluded