A Wistful Meditation on Mono no aware

By Michael W. Harris

N.B.—I wrote this post prior to Tuesday, November 8. Look to the end for a post-election postscript.

The sun sets over the Boulder Public Library on a Saturday Evening in November.
The sun sets over the Boulder Public Library on a Saturday Evening in November.

All things considered, this has been a fairly mild autumn in Boulder, CO. We have had scattered days of temperatures in the 80s with most days having been in the 70s or mid to upper 60s and mornings rarely dipping below freezing. Despite this, the green has slowly faded from the world with the exception of the evergreen pines of Colorado, and I can’t help but begin think more about the cycles of life and death and the concept of mono no aware. Continue reading “A Wistful Meditation on Mono no aware”