upper left - this morning; for those who follow - the first of the two apples finally gave way!
I thought it was Disney’s Pocahontas (or, her song lyricists) who coined those words; turns out it was the Greek philosopher Heraclitus. Scanning his basic tenets of belief, I’m tempted to seek more. His ideas fit perfectly into the premise of this blog: you’ll never be quite the same.
Sometimes I’ve been bored by my backyard walks – same thing, over and over. Au contraire! Heraclitus would say (if he knew French). Look closely. Pay attention. You’ll see that the world is never the same from one moment to the next. Just look at the endless ways winter gilds the tree branches, berries, waving grasses. It’s not even the same from the north side of the field to the south on the same morning walk.
The world is in perpetual flux – angle of sun, moisture, temperature, movements of air. The air is a river. Each time you move, each time you step into the current, you change the river’s course, and it works its subtle forces upon you. You can’t step in the same river twice.
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 182: 175 words, TOTAL = 29,884; 30,116 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.