change is good|


change is good| a poem about impermanence|

Our Mom teaches us what things are good for us . . . they all involve change . . . and change is impermanence . . . yet impermanence is one of the hardest things for us to accept . . . ironic . . .

from the time when you are tiny change is good| is being ingrained in you . . . yet why do you resist impermanence of life?

As a child seeds of impermanence . . .

eat your veggies then you can have dessert . . . Put your toys away first then you can play . . . brush your teeth before you go to bed . . . Go to bed early so you’ll be rested tomorrow . . . impermanence

How about nature?   So many lessons of impermanence can be found . . .

the sun will rise erupting from a blaze of color and you will see it set each day going down in a spectacular firework show of brilliant orange, red, and purple hues .  . . impermanence

leaves will appear, uncurl, green . . . changing to yellow, orange, red . . . cycling through life as they mature . . . separate from their tree . . . they don’t fall they gently float to the ground unless a gust of wind helps them along . . . impermanence

watch the ocean for a lesson in impermanence . . . waves . . . a small rise, building and growing crescendoing in intensity until it crashes and dissipates . . . impermanence

More reminders of impermanence . . .

light switch on . . . light switch off . . . impermanence

Green light . . . yellow light . . . red light . . . impermanence

the carton of milk . . . grows chunky . . . and pee-eww . . . impermanence

the cucumber in my refrigerator drawer  . . . if I forget to eat it . . . turns squishy . . . longer still . . . liquid . . . impermanence

a loaf of bread . . . green spots of moldy . . . impermanence

a delicious ice cold glass of apple juice on a warm afternoon . . . I’m parched . . . throat as arid as a desert . . . quenching my thirst . . . hungrily gulping it down as quickly as I can . . .  . . . sweet . . . delicious . . . set the glass down . . . month later . . . when I pick it up green moldy dust cloud of . . . impermanence

gas tank full when I go to work on Monday . . . when I drive home on Friday . . . an empty tank of impermanence

where does the time go?

time rushes by much too quickly . . . every minute . . .  of every hour is filled with impermanence

everything and everyone  has an expiration date

impermanence

when you look at it impermanence surrounds us in our daily life

change is good has been taught to us since we were tiny

it seems it should be natural and easy to accept

yet the hardest aspect of impermanence for most of us is our own

impermanence|

it’s just the hardest concept of life to master|

nothing lasts forever|

although while you’re going through it you may think it will never end. . .

nothing good nothing bad  . . . it’s the yin and  yang of life . . .

but once you accept change is good

and embrace impermanence as a friend you will bring happiness & peace into your life

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