The human experience . . .

“In the chequered area of human experience the seasons are all mingled as in the golden age: fruit and blossom hang together; in the same moment the sickle is reaping and the seed is sprinkled; one tends the green cluster and another treads the wine-press. Nay, in each of our lives harvest and spring-time are continually one, until Death himself gathers us and sows us anew in his invisible fields.” ~ GEORGE ELIOT, Daniel Deronda

2 thoughts on “The human experience . . .

  1. I have been thinking about this lately, Bill. As you get older you become more and more aware of time and how all the days, weeks, months, and years blend together into a tapestry of events that shift continually in memory and in the inner voice with which we speak to ourselves. As was the case with Robert Frost,
    There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
    Cherish in hand, lift down, and not let fall,
    and though I have not always achieved the ideal and had my failings, in my own mind I think I’ve done okay.
    But the point is that we cannot really remember the ten thousand thousand apples we have touched. We remember the patterns of touching, the coming and going of seasons and people close to us, and events that all blend together into a life. We are, in the end, more than our memories, but less than them too. Every moment of our lives has been important to us even when we were unaware of them, and in this sense the stacking of one moment on another and the consequences of each of those moments on our own life, on the lives of others, on the earth itself, makes us more than what we remember as we gather age into ourselves. But at the same time we are, as my father said, not the only fish in the sea, and time is a big, big sea, so in the end, as our memories of our lives are filled with patterns rather than endless sparks of moments, our lives are part of larger patterns in a universe so large in time and the gravities of space that our role is no more than a grain of sand on a beach washed clean by the coming and going of waves and tides.
    Thank you for this post. It led to some thoughts. May we be a good part of the pattern of humanity and the universe.

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