Any time I go someplace to reminisce some great moment of feeling in my history, it is defiled by the presence of the present. Like your river experience, I wish for it to be the same as it once was. But you cannot step in a river twice, nor recapture a moment in time, EXCEPT to recall the feeling, the bliss, the happiness. Now I see the changes, the "defiling" of these holy places as a blessing. The moment in the past is entombed by a symbol or two, but it does not stop the flow of wonderful thoughts of bliss. Even those thoughts are not the same because I cannot step into my past twice.
Love your work, love your love, and love how it will flow on forever.
Any time I go someplace to reminisce some great moment of feeling in my history, it is defiled by the presence of the present. Like your river experience, I wish for it to be the same as it once was. But you cannot step in a river twice, nor recapture a moment in time, EXCEPT to recall the feeling, the bliss, the happiness. Now I see the changes, the "defiling" of these holy places as a blessing. The moment in the past is entombed by a symbol or two, but it does not stop the flow of wonderful thoughts of bliss. Even those thoughts are not the same because I cannot step into my past twice.
Love your work, love your love, and love how it will flow on forever.