Decisions...On The Other Hand
Just a short follow up to yesterday's post regarding decisions: I referenced those decisions which come at moments of crisis, but I also mentioned decisions I'd made as a child that could not be traced to particular moments.
This morning, I was having a conversation with a friend of mine, and we were talking about the awareness of change. I was saying how I can feel something moving inside me, changing, but that whatever decisions that might entail were still in the future. But then I remembered those childhood decisions, and wondered out loud if a day might come where I simply woke up and knew the decisions were made some time ago, and that I'd missed the moment.
Then we talked of seasons, and how understanding can change in an instant, as in epiphanies, and how it can also change over a lifetime, a process of slow, incremental evolution. Seasons are marked by specific days on the calendar, but Spring arrives in the air over time, each new day insinuating the slow exit of Winter, and one day you're walking the block around your house, and the color bursts into your awareness and you know Spring has been coming for some time. The calendar date is not useless, but it is a minor theme in understanding the coming of a season.
I wasn't sure Winter would ever end.
...I think it might...
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