There are shifts and change, but also a constancy of rhythm
that holds it all together: season by
season, year by year. There is a whole seamlessness to the process that
provides this stability. It is finding the fixed point in the transitions and
change.
What is that seed of constancy? Is it peace or compassion?
Ideally, perhaps yes. But these are often not rooted in Spirit, and thus, so subject to
the fragile whims of humanity that they often don’t remain as driving forces
during those times of flux. But the broader view is that there is a pattern and
beyond the pattern, The Assuredness of Change. Maybe it is this assurance that
things will always be in motion, movement, fluid, dynamic, that is the call to
constancy. Perhaps it is the very reliable fact of birth, death, seasons,
aging, all the polarities together into a single Wholeness that is the essence
of constancy.
How can we find stability in change, constancy in
difference? We do so in the same way we find light patches in the dark holes of
our lives: by putting it all back
together again rather than teasing out the changes, shifts and transitions into
separate bits so fragmented from the tapestry of Being. We remember that the
dropping leaves and temperature; the widening darkness at the beginning and end
of each dawn and dusk; that all of it is a process.
There is no separation in process, because everything belongs.
All process. All connected. And only our stories mark bits
as particularly poignant, humorous, or specifically noteworthy.
So I will embrace the equinox this autumn in its fullness,
the days that are growing shorter already…and continue to. It’s gradual.
Subtle. Synchronized. A beautiful process of constancy in change…
All blog photographs taken by Jennifer J. Wilhoit unless otherwise noted.
