Impermanence

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Back in 1989, Don Henley wrote a song that has stuck with me ever since. (Full lyrics here) "New York Minute" brings the human condition into sharp focus:

Everything is impermanent. Everything.

This is not just happening to everyone else. It's personal. Henley points that out with every scenario in the song. His opening to the last stanza has become a touchstone for me over the years.

What the head makes cloudy
The heart makes very clear

I tend to over-think things, often heading down a path that leads me away from the goodness right in front of me. l seem to think that I can logically predict what comes next. Rarely have I been proven right, and if I do apparently get it right, "everything can change in a New York minute."

Good or bad, whatever is happening right now can change in a New York minute. That's not just a message of desperation. It's also a message of hope.

When I fully appreciate impermanence, I more easily recognize the richness of this particular day.

May my heart make that very clear.