What does it mean to change?
I mean subtle changes, shifts really. Small things that don't seem like much at first, but eventually are meaningful. I look back and find I no longer identify with that which came before.There are so many things I was that I no longer am, and things I am that I have never been.
Interests lost and others lit.
Wells emptied and others filled.
The vessel that I am is more full than it has been before.
And yet I am more uncertain than I have been before.
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A changeling is a fairy child who has been swapped with a human child. Which am I? The fairy child in the human world, or the human child in the fairy world? Both are equally strange.
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To have embarked on an unintended journey; and to discover that what did not exist before now grows; that the world is stranger and more complex than ever I was taught; to learn to adapt in order to exist; to begin to find who I am in the midst of this cacophonous jungle of uncertainty, or possibility...is to begin to recognize something rich and strange.
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
-- Shakespeare, The Tempest