On Sunday, I attended perhaps my town’s first ever Pride March which was also a Black Lives Matter Peaceful Protest. I journeyed past my sit spot on my way there. I really appreciated at the very beginning of this internship that there was an explicit message sent to all of us that we do not exist in a vacuum and, quite frankly, neither does our ecosystem. While I was at the event, I was painfully aware of how it was mostly young people and a very small portion of my town. There have been many unexpected changes in all our lives over the last several months. I wonder why many of us are not more suited for change. Nature changes all the time, so why can’t, why don’t we? On my way back, I passed a river and saw this magnificent bird:
According to a handful of Wellesley students, she is a Great Blue Heron. I had the good fortune of continuing to explore new places and try new things this week. I wander some woods and made some nature art. I learned about bugs and worked on writing a letter to my fellow town residents. Also this week, Wellesley announced official plans, the course browser which is very new came out, I had a meeting about working on planning training for OMs which starts in a few days and my triplet siblings are in very different situations than I am. So there’s been a lot to take in and lots of change. There was a thunderstorm last night which I’m sure the outside world appreciated. When I was walking in the woods, it reminded me of a time, months and months ago, when I walked around the lake at Wellesley. Then sure enough, these woods also enclosed a lake. It was nice to pretend to be back.
“Up on the hill across the blue lake
That’s where I had my first heart break
I still remember how it all changed…”
Like atagaand, I was particularly intrigued by your musings on how humans are stubborn to change. I think about this a lot too. What is there really to be afraid of? There’s probably a fear of breaking, not only of our hearts, but of the truths and stories we tell ourselves. I also have absolutely no idea.
I really enjoyed this post–particularly striking was: “nature changes all the time, why can’t/don’t, we”…It makes me think about someone telling me a while back, that most of the cells in our body die/are reborn every six months or so…and we literally are completely different (I have not fact-checked this, just accepted it as an interesting way to see change in ourselves)…It’s as if the natural clock within us ceaselessly changes with seasons and is always experiencing birth and death, and yet, our psyche’s (?) are as stubborn as can be, and resist the change with all it’s (their?) shapeless might…..so the unconscious parts of our being are constantly changing, but within the sliver of this reality which we can consciously inhabit (if we’re even conceiving it correctly, who knows), we resist change as much as possible…?
I have absolutely no idea. Thank you for this post 🙂