Will somebody please tell me why things always change?
I sit in my new home, a farmhouse built in the 1800’s, looking across at the Christmas Tree Farm.
YES! My new neighbors are Christmas trees.
Rows and rows of Christmas trees.
Planted in impeccable rows by obviously caring and skilled humanoids, these trees lined up with such grace spill open my heart.
The tiny babies, so brave and strong finding their way into life…
The wiry adolescents, a little more grounded and firmer in their grasp on the earth…
The sturdier adults, standing with hands on their tree-hips, claiming life and sun and space and vitality.
They spill open my heart.
No picture I might take could possibly do them justice.
I ponder their gifts to me, so new, so alive.
What are they already teaching me, offering me? What blessings do they already bestow upon me, as I settle on the earth across from their hallowed space?
What are the messages these new neighbors offer?
That everything changes?
That we continually grow and change?
That life is fluid?
That into the morning darkness rises the sun, blessing her light upon us?
That the sun glides across the sky?
That she lands in the West, with persistent and remarkable consistency?
That the moment is fluid and alive and in flux?
That the people, places and things to which we become attached shape-shift and morph and transmute?
That we continue to be formed and re-formed by the ever-changing moments we are given?
That we, too, like the Christmas trees make our way through the rows of mortality?
Will somebody please tell me why things always change?
I think John Lennon might have told us something about this question when he said, in Across the Universe, in 1969:
Nothing’s going to change my world.
Jai Guru, Deva.
Jai Guru, Deva.
Om.
That amidst the forever-changing forms around us, the forever-changing forms of the moment, of the day, the forever-changing forms of our relationships, of our circumstances, the forever-changing forms of our body, there is something that will never change.
Victory to that Light, celebration to that Spirit, the Always, the Unchanging, the Divine that lives in us, the Divine that we are.
Jai Guru, Deva.
Om.
Please check out the link—the song is stunning, the lyrics breathtaking. The visuals are a tad intense, but worth the three-and-a-half-minute journey.
Jai Guru, Deva.
Dear Friends, what does the song evoke in you? What changes do you find as challenges? What changes do you celebrate? Please send on your responses. As always, I am aruni@rnetworx.com
The Christmas tress and I send our love and prayers.
All blessings,
Aruni
