What was yesterday is not today, what is today will not be tomorrow. We all know it. The good thing about bad things is that they come to an end and the bad thing about good things is that they too come to an end. We all know this too. But then why is it that its so difficult for us to accept changes? Why is it that knowing well the effervescent nature of things, we still want them to last forever?
A beautiful pink rose bud comes on my rose plant. I see it, admire it, see it grow and bloom into a beautiful flower. Love its colours and smell its fragrance. With time the flower dries up and withers away. But why should i cry over its loss, I should be happy that till the time it lasted i could see it, touch it, smell it with my whole being. I have taken in the beauty of that flower so fully and completely that even when it is not there physically, it is living in my senses. This is acceptance of change with grace.
The beauty of sun at the time of sunset is magical, but again it is momentary. The whole drama of the intense colours lasts for a few minutes. The sun is sure to set after that. It would be foolish to wish the play of colours to last forever. But someone with the right thinking would feel grateful for having witnessed such a beautiful phenomenon, for having being one with it, even for only a few moments, and would be able to accept the change of the sun's bright glow to stars' twinkling beauty.
Beautiful, ecstatic moments in life ~ come and go. Without the need to cling on to them and wishing them to last forever, the right way is you feel them, live them, be grateful for them and then cherish them ...