One Among Many

Idea: a concept. Concept: an abstract thought. Abstract: something that only exists in the mind.

I ponder on the short phrase I wrote yesterday: ‘Ideas change’. Can they? Do they? I think of the number 1. I think of darkness. I think of a person I know and love.

I speak only for myself, but depending on the context where I place ideas, each of them changes. It is as if an idea is a tree with many leaves. Some new, some old, some long gone, and some yet to come.

Facing Change

Change: the process through which something becomes different.

Change will always come. Physical, emotional, personal, societal. Ideas change. Rocks change. Change is the one thing certain to happen. All things confined by time are touched by change. I may embrace or deny change. I may seek to protect myself from change, but with each moment change is taking place.

Through change I try my best to love, unselfishly. Love above all helps me to face and weather change.

For Those I Love

For those I love: May you be loved. May you be in love.

For those I do not know: May you be loved. May you be in love.

For those I have no common ground with: May you be loved. May you be in love.

For those who disagree: May you be loved. May you be in love.

For those who hurt: May you be loved. May you be in love.