Change and uncertainty can be so scary and unsettling. Most of us like to know what’s what, at least some of the time! But these days I’m finding comfort in the transient, the ephemeral, the indefinite and unfixed. Nothing, not even all of this (*looks around wildly at the state of the world*) is forever.
The scientists and spiritual teachers tell us that things change, evolve, don’t last. That’s just the way it goes. But also, we can participate. We are so creative. We are ingenuous! We have great ideas. Our hearts are like engines. We make things happen. And before long, what was becomes something new… just like that.
Haiku 8, 2026
Nothing is static
They bend bamboo into boats
The wind comes in waves
What a fabulous use of bamboo in the garden! I look forward to seeing how those end the season – what a neat thing to use a planter that will be changed both by the plants and by the seasons. And I *love* “the wind comes in waves.” So does change, perhaps.
They’re not ours — it’s public art — but I’ll take photos as they change/devolve!!