Epictetus, the teacher who spent his life teaching that you must cling to nothing, never married and lived bare: a mattress, a lamp, his lessons. In old age he heard that a family he was friends with intended to abandon their newborn child, in antiquity the common fate of children one could not support. The old philosopher, who wanted to own nothing, took the child into his home and raised it, with the help of a woman he took into his household for the purpose. The man who let go of everything chose, at his oldest, the most binding thing there is: the care for a human life.
A life lies on your path that nobody claims. Looking away is possible; everyone looked away, it was normal. Taking it in means your bare, free life changes for good.
That the child was born and that the parents could not carry it: not his. But the moment he knew and could act, something fell into his box that would not leave it again. The teaching does not say: attach to nothing. It says: do what your role asks, and love what is entrusted to you, with open hands. Detachment that looks away from a child is not wisdom; it is the teaching read backwards.
Which responsibility lies on your path that is formally not yours? And do you ever use letting go as a dignified word for looking away?
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