A running commentary.
A few years ago, I got a tattoo on my left wrist that reads ATYT.1 It stands for βAll that you touch,β a quotation from The Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler, in full:
All that you touch
You change
All that you change
Changes you
The only lasting truth is change
God is change
It is not clear to me that there is a God, but Iβm also not sure it matters all that much. Life is so abundant with treasures. Just donβt hold on too tight - the harder you fight it, the more it will hurt to let go.
~
A Fall
A high forest stream,
a slip, a fall, a twisted knee
and summer plans asunder.
Why, because
anything can happen any time.A night awake
grumbling,
and in the morning
peace.
Why, because
anything can happen any time
opens the heart
to life
to death.
~
If God is Change, ought we to worship it? Could we, if we wanted to? If I did, I think I would find it most natural to worship change in the way that a culture might worship the thunder or earthquakes or tornados. In the face of their intransigence and indifference, seeking not their coming or going, but only to be spared from the worst of their destruction.