“All things that have form eventually decay." -Orochimaru”It is easy to remember what was and wish for it again. At least for those memories we hold fondly. We forget, everything is in flux. Life is ever changing. The past is gone. The future is a vision, a fantasy, and imagining. Only now is real. We live in this very present moment and every second we spend lamenting what was or longing for what will be, is time wasted.
― Masashi Kishimoto
Searching for the post photo, I realized that I too hold treasured memories of the past and apply my judgement of what was to what is. Yet, as change keeps happening, I may as well let go and move on. The only control I have is how I show up.
Fall brings cooler temperatures, changing colors from green to red, yellow and brown. We gather the final harvest, till under the fields, and begin to store away for winter's long nights. We celebrate these events in the reality we see and feel, yet the past lingers and festers as we hunker down protected from winter's cold.
In the coldest days, we dream of Spring. Any warmth reawakens hope. Any green stimulates the desire for movement - forward and away from now. Yet, it is Winter. It is dark and cold. We can choose escape, or we can open to the moment.
It is twenty-one degrees as I head out. The long walk in the freezing day opens my heart in gratitude. I am thankful for my health and well-being. I am blessed with enough. In this moment, my needs are met. I now let go, living each step as I walk ever closer to the understanding that all that is will fade away.
Yet, Love, remains.
Bright Blessings.
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