What is an end, if not a new beginning? Every ripe fruit contains seeds, does it not?
It's Friday - the end of another week ... and soon it will be Monday again. Many other "ends" and "beginnings" have also come around: the end of my intensive training phase in digital marketing ... and the beginning of a new work phase; my housemate is moving to Australia ... and a new housemate is moving in. In fact, this season is coming to an end in so many ways ... as another comes into view.
It's Friday - the end of another week ... and soon it will be Monday again. Many other "ends" and "beginnings" have also come around: the end of my intensive training phase in digital marketing ... and the beginning of a new work phase; my housemate is moving to Australia ... and a new housemate is moving in. In fact, this season is coming to an end in so many ways ... as another comes into view.
What's more, many people in my life are also facing the "end" of some life chapter and entering another quite unknown ... and while some are excited about the infinite opportunities and new prospects that await in the next adventure, others feel a little insecure about where they are going and what they should be doing; it seems quite the "theme" at the moment.
I explored "change" and our attitude towards it in the Change of Seasons blog entry a month ago, so this time I prefer to look at what others have had to say about it.
You may be familiar with this old song, from 1995, by Enya, "Anywhere Is." It speaks of the passage of time and how we flow with it.
I explored "change" and our attitude towards it in the Change of Seasons blog entry a month ago, so this time I prefer to look at what others have had to say about it.
You may be familiar with this old song, from 1995, by Enya, "Anywhere Is." It speaks of the passage of time and how we flow with it.
"Anywhere Is" - by Enya
I walk the maze of moments
But everywhere I turn to
Begins a new beginning
But never finds a finish
I walk to the horizon
And there I find another
It all seems so surprising
And then I find that I know
[Chorus:]
You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
Anywhere is
The moon upon the ocean
Is swept around in motion
But without ever knowing
The reason for its flowing
In motion on the ocean
The moon still keeps on moving
The waves still keep on waving
And I still keep on going
[Chorus]
I wonder if the stars sign
The life that is to be mine
And would they let their light shine
Enough for me to follow
I look up to the heavens
But night has clouded over
No spark of constellation
No Vela no Orion
The shells upon the warm sands
Have taken from their own lands
The echo of their story
But all I hear are low sounds
As pillow words are weaving
And willow waves are leaving
But should I be believing
That I am only dreaming
[Chorus]
To leave the thread of all time
And let it make a dark line
In hopes that I can still find
The way back to the moment
I took the turn and turned to
Begin a new beginning
Still looking for the answer
I cannot find the finish
It's either this or that way
It's one way or the other
It should be one direction
It could be on reflection
The turn I have just taken
The turn that I was making
I might be just beginning
I might be near the end.
I walk the maze of moments
But everywhere I turn to
Begins a new beginning
But never finds a finish
I walk to the horizon
And there I find another
It all seems so surprising
And then I find that I know
[Chorus:]
You go there you're gone forever
I go there I'll lose my way
If we stay here we're not together
Anywhere is
The moon upon the ocean
Is swept around in motion
But without ever knowing
The reason for its flowing
In motion on the ocean
The moon still keeps on moving
The waves still keep on waving
And I still keep on going
[Chorus]
I wonder if the stars sign
The life that is to be mine
And would they let their light shine
Enough for me to follow
I look up to the heavens
But night has clouded over
No spark of constellation
No Vela no Orion
The shells upon the warm sands
Have taken from their own lands
The echo of their story
But all I hear are low sounds
As pillow words are weaving
And willow waves are leaving
But should I be believing
That I am only dreaming
[Chorus]
To leave the thread of all time
And let it make a dark line
In hopes that I can still find
The way back to the moment
I took the turn and turned to
Begin a new beginning
Still looking for the answer
I cannot find the finish
It's either this or that way
It's one way or the other
It should be one direction
It could be on reflection
The turn I have just taken
The turn that I was making
I might be just beginning
I might be near the end.
The beginning of what? The end of what? Does it even matter? Do we really need to have a direction, a purpose? Or perhaps the only purpose of life is to live it?
Sadhguru , a modern-day Indian sage, explains it better than I could in this humorous 13 minute talk:
Sadhguru , a modern-day Indian sage, explains it better than I could in this humorous 13 minute talk:
What is life, if not a book of many chapters? What is our story?
Our passion is our inner guide. It doesn't so much matter what we do, as that we do what we love to do.
Perhaps, in the end (and at every beginning), our purpose here is simply to live life fully, moment after moment ... consciously, and with love.
Our passion is our inner guide. It doesn't so much matter what we do, as that we do what we love to do.
Perhaps, in the end (and at every beginning), our purpose here is simply to live life fully, moment after moment ... consciously, and with love.
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