Picture Above: Kali. ( In a nutshell) - Hindu Goddess, Creator & Destroyer of Worlds. Typically very scary to look at, but don't let the visuals fool you. She wields those nasty weapons for benevolent reasons. Mostly.
Whatever I am thinking has turned into what I thought. The letters I'm typing right now are in the past. As creation is constant, so is destruction. This moment is born out of the passing of the last. The future is already here. Or was. A moment ago.
I wrote all of this in a few seconds. They are no more. Instantaneously, new ones are birthed, like the soldiers of myth from dragon's teeth sown in the ground . One falls, another arises. It doesn't even take that long. There is no pause. The inevitability of the next letter, word, line was sown...
Lord, when was it sown??
We could do a Psych Eval and then dig into some History Books and Evolutionary Charts to help us answer that question. But, let's not. It's 9:30 pm and I have a 6 am class to teach in the morning. Time matters when it comes to sleep. To create a Yoga Teacher anew each morning -balanced, tranquil, compassionate, witty & wise - requires 8 solid hours of nightly deconstruction. And then reconstruction. Oh, how I do Arise and Unbuild it again.
Dying and being reborn approximately....(math is not my best subject, so bear with me)...57,600 times a day is exhausting.
Every second of Life becomes an Opportunity. Every Moment a New Year, a New Day, a New Dawn, a Fresh Slate, a Blank Page (sorry, I know the Blank Page gives some folks a fright - forget that one).
And every second of this Life becomes a Death, as well. What you have lost, what you are losing, what you will lose, are already lost. Allatonce.
What a Dance. Or a Cabaret, even! I'm feeling a little Louis Armstrong coming on.
Dance on, Kali, Creator and Destroyer of Worlds.
Forget the Year. You just lived and died. Now, rise up and do it again. And Again.