As promised, a paragraph from ‘Letters on Life’ by Rainer Maria Rilke for you to ponder over.
And yet life is transformation: all that is good is transformation and all thats bad as well. For this reason he is in the right who encounters everything as something that will not return. It does not matter whether he then forgets or remembers, as long as he had been fully present only for it duration and been the site, the atmosphere, the world for what happened, as long as it happened within him, in his center, whatever is good and what is bad–then he really has nothing else to fear because something else of renewed significance is always about to happen next. The possibility of intensifying things so that they reveal their essence depends so much on our participation. When things sense our avid interest, they pull themselves together without delay and are all that they can be, and in everything new the old is then whole, only different and vastly heightened.
I hope you’ve gained something from this. As I had.
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