With so many things in life that are perpetually changing, it’s surprising when you rediscover something that never seems to change, no matter how many times you accidentally stumble upon it and toss it aside. Robert Frost laments that “nothing gold can stay,” and I’ve always been inclined to believe him. I still believe the sentiment, because the cynic in me has grown strong. But then there are moments in life that are so infused with meaning or significance or passion or a sense of providence—or even a combination of it all—that compel me to reconsider things. Is there such a thing as destiny? Are we really entitled to (or have been forced to endure) past and future lives? Are soul mates more than mere plot devices in clichéd romance novels? I’d love to believe in all of those things and to understand the meaning behind them. At times, a foolish part of me almost thinks it can. If only the world were as enchanted as we wished it were in our hearts. If only.
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