Full sail, I voyage
Over the boundless ocean, and I tell you
Nothing is permanent in all the world.
All things are fluent; every image forms,
Wandering through change. Time is itself a river
In constant movement, and the hours flow by
Like water, wave on wave, pursued and pursuing,
Forever fugitive, forever new.
~ Ovid, Metamorphoses
The lengthening days and changing song of the birds foretell the advent of Spring. Spring, a time of renewal and birth, is a joyous season and an opportunity to breathe out after holding a long winter’s breath.
I give thanks daily for the fact that the natural world is in constant movement. Life’s many forms come and go in cycles of various duration, and birth, growth and maturation come and go as surely as the rising and setting of the sun. If life was static – no matter how ideally arranged – it would eventually become stale to our consciousness as it is designed. Man is designed to thrive on change, on newness and transformation.
Life’s vicissitudes trouble those who base their sense of security, meaning and fulfillment on the forms that clothe life for so doing is to build one’s foundation upon the proverbial sand. Happiness cannot be bottled and that which brings happiness cannot be pickled. The idea that you can pursue, obtain and retain some form or another (e.g. the right car, the perfect relationship, the ideal home or job) and be happy is balderdash. Don’t be fooled: the form is not the source of happiness, the life that surges through it is.
Rather than bemoan the changes in your life, seize the opportunity to enjoy the newness that comes therefrom. There is a reason that watching a lazy stream flow by on a Spring day is universally refreshing and delightful. We are hard-wired to appreciate and make best use of change, no matter how much we try to convince ourselves to the contrary.
“The beginning, middle, and end of the birth, growth, and perfection of whatever we behold is from contraries, by contraries, and to contraries; and whatever contrarity is, there is action and reaction, there is motion, diversity, multitude, and order, there are degrees, succession and vicissitude.” ~ Giordano Bruno