It
is no evil for things to undergo change, and no good for things to
subsist in consequence of change.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 4 (tr
Long)
I’ve
been, at various times in my life, on different sides of this matter. I’ve
sometimes desperately wanted things to change, and I’ve also sometimes
desperately wanted them to stay the same. In either case, my error has always
been in thinking that my own preference for one state of affairs or another should
determine anything at all.
Back
when I measured my life in weeks or months, everything seemed so static, and I
craved something new. When I gained the benefit of a broader perspective, I
would complain that nothing was ever constant. Once I measured my life in years
or decades, it was very different.
We will
sometimes try to push the world to change faster, and we will sometimes try to
slow it all down. Our eagerness may take on ridiculous proportions. I’ve heard
it said that “it must happen now, without delay!” I’ve also heard it said that “it
must stay as it is, whatever the cost!”
I can no
longer count the times that I have done the same thing twice, and either been
disappointed that it was exactly the same, or been disappointed that it wasn’t
exactly the same. If I consider change and constancy as relative to my own
desires, I will most likely be unhappy. If, however, I can allow things to
change as they will, on their own terms, in their own time, and in their own
way, and if I can adapt my own thinking and living to them, I may find some
peace for myself.
Heraclitus
had it right, in one sense, to say that change is a constant, and that
something will be different the moment you look at it twice. Yet at the same
time, even as all the circumstances are altered, the order ruling them, and the
harmony behind the variations, is always stable and secure. Parmenides offered
the other side of it. These two aspects of early Greek thought balance and
complement one another for a reason.
Nature
will always modify her form, because her glory is expressing herself in so many
different ways. Throughout it all, the changes act for the whole, where each
and every part rightly comes and goes, but the pattern is always there at each
and every moment.
Life is
not a static and passive state, but a dynamic and active unfolding. That is the
very beauty to the whole picture, and the work of art is always a work in
progress. There is no final stroke of the brush that finishes the picture, only
constant growth, addition, and transition.
I will demand
change when I despise existence in its own terms, and I will only fear change
when I despise existence on its own terms. It will be as it should, and my only
responsibility is to determine the balance of change and constancy within
myself.
Written in 1/2006
Image: Detail of Parmemides and Hercalitus, from Raphael, The School of Athens (c. 1511)
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