These moments are history

Can’t you just feel the tides of change crashing onto the sleeping shores of our drowning souls? These moments are history. Change is everywhere, and I feel like time needs to slow down. I need some space to absorb everything that is happening around me, it’s overwhelming. I feel bewildered, a little ecstatic too.

It’s like the whole world is awakening to a beautiful sunrise, after a long, deep sleep. Like our souls have been hibernating all this while in ignorance, and now they are ready to face reality, to leave the illusions of inner consciousness behind and accept what has been in front of them all this time. Reality.

I guess that would be a very romantic way of putting it, but I am talking about the change happening within all of us, on the microcosmic level, and also the changes within our world. It is so good to see these inner changes transcribed into our macrocosmic reality. Our world is changing. For the better, I hope.

Change is a constant. Like time, it always ‘was’. Sometimes positive, other times negative; yet over the past two, three decades, change has accelerated exponentially. Change has been mostly negative, but now… now the tides seem to be turning.

Or maybe they just so appear? May be the tides are simply washing out a dead part of history, that has been murdered and shoved under the rocks and buried in our collective consciousness a long time ago? May be the saying is true, that ‘the more things change the more they stay the same’?

This powerful awakening should be our indication that such a thing as ‘progress’ does not exist in the natural human order. We are fallible creatures, bound to repeat our own mistakes over and over again, never to learn from the ‘past’… yet what is past but current history. Did we not awake to such beautiful mornings before? Did we not just go to sleep again when all was quiet, and now… now we are retracing our old steps, trying to find a way to end this noisy quagmire that just won’t let us rest?

We call this a ‘revolution.’ Why? Because it keeps spinning, round and round and we always end up at the same place. May be a little disoriented and lost at first, but we eventually find our way forward, and we march. We get tired and we let things spin out of control again. We fall asleep, to rest, and then… then it starts all over again.

So what truly changes over time - nothing, just speed.