We chase freedom, love, and meaning, even people, places, and things, but the more we try to hold onto them, the pain we feel when they start to slip away—because the essence of life is change, not control. I don't know about you, but the best memories of my life all include that key ingredient, letting go of the need to lord over things, and just being alive and present in that moment.
Nostalgia has a way of reminding me that folks and good times aren’t mine to arrogantly assume I get to claim and hang on to; they're passing through, and letting them go makes them all the more precious. Stability is an illusion that deadens us to the wonderful chaos of being alive. Real living is messy, unpredictable, and impossible to perfect. Ruby is a goddess, dancing through it.
To be truly alive is to take it as it comes—whether it’s rain or sun, joy or pain—and accept that the ebb and flow never stops, just like she would have, and would have wanted for us.
Beautifully stated. You never know when or where she will show up.
Great musings, here. What a trip.
We chase freedom, love, and meaning, even people, places, and things, but the more we try to hold onto them, the pain we feel when they start to slip away—because the essence of life is change, not control. I don't know about you, but the best memories of my life all include that key ingredient, letting go of the need to lord over things, and just being alive and present in that moment.
Nostalgia has a way of reminding me that folks and good times aren’t mine to arrogantly assume I get to claim and hang on to; they're passing through, and letting them go makes them all the more precious. Stability is an illusion that deadens us to the wonderful chaos of being alive. Real living is messy, unpredictable, and impossible to perfect. Ruby is a goddess, dancing through it.
To be truly alive is to take it as it comes—whether it’s rain or sun, joy or pain—and accept that the ebb and flow never stops, just like she would have, and would have wanted for us.