All of our different lives

by Elaina Lyons

It occurred to me the other day that we live many lifetimes. Think about it:
You’re not the same person you were as a kid. You’ve grown immeasurably,
endured countless lessons and trials, and you’ve become someone entirely
different in the process. So too are you different from the person you were
last year, three years ago, five years ago.

Each season of our lives brings us such complete and universal change. It’s like the philosopher Heraclitus said: “No man ever steps in the same
river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man
.”

Each new chapter changes us irreparably, for better or worse. Maybe that’s why creatives experience such dramatic shifts in output. What we create is entirely dependent on the season we’re experiencing and the person created because of it.

They say you only have one life to live, but I think that’s a lie. I think we’re constantly being reborn, birthed into new seasons and new beginnings. I believe the seasons we walk through are inherently temporary, and so is the person we are when we experience them.

It’s crazy to think of who I was just a few years ago, but I can see that
person reflected in my writing. I can see the battles she faced and the
struggles she conquered. And I’m sure, in a few years, my writing now will show the highs and lows of my life as I experience it in the present.

They say you only have one life to live, but I think that’s a lie. I think
we’re constantly being reborn, birthed into new seasons and new beginnings. I believe the seasons we walk through are inherently temporary, and so is the person we are when we experience them.

I love this line by C.S. Lewis: “Isn’t it funny how day by day
nothing changes but when you look back, everything is different?”

Because isn’t that the truth? From one day to the next we see so little
difference in ourselves. And then, you wake up and realize that the person
staring at you in the mirror isn’t the same one that looked back at you a year
ago or two years ago or three.

Life is endless change. How terrifying and beautiful that is.

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