
(Tyler Feld Photography)
I composed some of this post while i was walking this morning, and some while i was knitting. The movements got me thinking about life from the perspective of motion…
As creatures bound by time, we experience our existence as movement through time.
We measure our days and our years by what we get done, and by when.
We wish our favorite moments could last forever.
When something shattering happens we say it was like time stood still.
When we accomplish or survive something significant, we feel good about having gotten from then to now, from there to here.
‘Making progress’ feels important to us. We mine satisfaction from a sense of forward motion.
This is on my mind as i consider why i’ve felt rather contented over the past few months. Some of it comes with stepping out into the clearing after having been in the woods for a while. Some has to do with uplifting connections with family and friends. But it isn’t due to any major achievement, or to writing more posts (obviously).