Eternity Knocks
Some change is expected. Seasons, aging, perspective, coins. Night, tide, weather, moon. Mood, grieving, laughter, shift. Expected. Within context of experience, within boundary of knowledge.
Now, looming on the edge of awareness, a daybreak on the edge of first morning’s light - appears possible - a change unexpected. A glimmer of anticipation sparks. What if all that i have known to be true is Change?
O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, theinconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable. (Shakespeare)
The unknowable, the unchangeable. Beyond imagination. Beyond expected. Beckons.
posted by Gemma Grace at 15:46
6 Comments:
This is a very truthful post. It's the true way of this world, alright! Better to embrace Change than to attempt to block it and stay the same.
Bonnie ~ I was just wondering... do you think growth is an aspect of change or is it something all together different? I have no idea why this popped into my head. Perhaps it has something to do with the social value of sustainable living vs the social value of unprecedented growth.
Growth entails change. Change does not always promise growth. And, depending on the kind of growth to which you refer, growth may not always be a good or kind thing. Urban sprawl, for instance, or tumors. Is that what you are thinking about?
Beautifully said, Moose :) I guess, at the back of my mind, I am pondering Einstein's notion, "We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them." What kind of thinking would be required for a society (or community) to shift from a culture of unprecedented growth to one of sustainability?
Perhaps growth, although it entails change, 'happens' within a pre-determined context such as an egg, a seed, an idea. An acorn becomes an oak. On the other hand, change perhaps suggests a movement away from a point of origin (or context, I suppose). I took off my red socks and changed into my green socks. If I stay in the context of wearing socks, nothing changed but if I change the context to colour of socks, two things changed - context and colour - yet I am still wearing socks.
So, as you can see, I've talked myself around in a circle and I still ponder 'what kind of thinking is required...'?
One step at a time towards a clearly defined goal evolves the change or solidifing of aspects pondered. It's like faith in God to me. I see a need, I act in love and my steps will be directed by my inner faith and influence the scheme of things. I plant a seed in the spring and somehow that seed becomes what its destiny deemed it would become.
What if the context was beyond a clearly defined goal, beyond a seed?
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