The moon, remaining a constant through changing times, witnessing the birth and death of men and women throughout human history, the rise and fall of empires, the ever changing nature of life on earth. The moon exists, enduring all as a symbol of stability. And yet although a constant in our reality, not impermanent, not eternal.
Much like our own existence which we can believe to be unending, if not intellectually then in the way we conduct our lives, the moon is also finite, subject to the sands of time. This knowledge can either bring anxiety or a sense of relief, a weight off the shoulders, a realisation of our insignificance, not to our loved ones but on a cosmic scale.
The lesson then of philosophers of both the east and stoics of ancient Greece was that of non-grasping, acceptance that the world is unfolding in the way it should be and in ways beyond comprehension and surrendering to change in both good and bad times. Much easier said than done in these difficult times but none the less a state worth aspiring to. ‘Nothing endures but change’ - Heraclitus ‘This too shall pass’ - Unknown Sufi poet