Impermanence 💭

on loss and inertia

I wrote a piece of music for my online community yesterday, and I was so in flow that I didn’t save it at all. Then, before I could, it was lost forever. I tried to rescue it but failed. I cried later, feeling the loss of that creation which barely had a short life of its own.

I’m reminded of forms of loss like breaking a favorite piece of glassware or sculpture, moving away from home, leaving a project or the end of that project, the burning of a building, or the death of a loved one. Whatever is lost continues to move on while we may stay stuck, lonely, and yearning.

And that’s just the thing. Nothing lasts forever, right? And that doesn’t feel like closure. But that’s only if you love only the unchanged snapshots. Because change is a universal constant. We are always being and becoming.

As much as it seems black and white, it is not. There is always a continuum of change and it simply looks like swirls of energy from the outside. It never stops, and there is no end, but it thickens and softens here and there, and we take notice, and love. 🌈 🌿