Does transience render all things meaningless?
I sometimes ask myself that.
But that would be the fatalist way to live, and I’m not inclined to think that way either.
So I make a choice.
I choose to see change and impermanence as pre-requisites for growth, for discovery, for connection. For meaning. Far from meaningless.
And because there are days and moments when it may be harder to remember this choice, to remember that impermanence is not cruel but can be beautiful, that change is not overwhelming but can be growth-inducing – that’s when writing posts like these help.