A knife that cuts both ways
Hey Caitlin, you have found wonderful words to describe this sisyphean struggle of striving to these rare moments of intensity and joy, with vast canyons between. Wondering if they were even real, because our perspective changes. Damning time for advancing so mercilessly, damning human nature for not being concerned with our happiness. But I have found solace in the idea that time is just another category of perception, a way of moving through reality, and that everything that happened is still resonating in the present, à la Emerson: “I cannot remember the books I've read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.” And furthermore, maybe it is for the better that human nature isn't concerned with our own happiness, but instead a way for something greater than ourselves to work itself into the world through us. Thank you for writing this piece and please continue to do so ..
A big embrace! Dorian