Variable speeds

Water freezes; ice melts.

The sun goes down; the sun comes up.

Children are still, and sit or lie down. Kids jump up and run around.

When I was younger and I would change, I thought something was wrong with me. I was under the mistaken impression that personality and mood should be constants. Life is better when I think of those fluctuations as tides, or as the weather of the soul.


Cocooning and other stillness
photo by Diane Marcengill