Nothing lasts forever

 Everything in life is temporary. Everything has a beginning and an end. The leaves of a tree, the flowers that blossom, day and night, everything is fleeting the moment it begins. Even life, as we understand it, is brief, short-lived, and momentary in nature. Nothing lasts forever, and that's not a bad thing. 

The impermanence of matters not only means that good times will come to an end, but it also means that the bad times won't last either. Life is full of ups and downs, and the dual nature of reality is what gives it meaning. If sadness didn't exist, we would never truly know what it means to be happy. The opposite of everything exists so life becomes meaningful. If there was no grief in the world, even happiness wouldn't exist. We would never know what it means to be truly happy and peaceful if we never experienced pain.

Pain is inevitable as we navigate our way through life. You're going to get hurt and cause hurt to people, but it becomes paralyzing when we let it turn into suffering. Pain is inevitable and unavoidable, but suffering is a choice. We could either let our pain turn us into something better, it may lead to us striving to do and be better, or it may lead us down a rabbit hole we cannot get out of. The choice is ours. I hope I always keep choosing to let the pain make me better and not bitter. 


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