Here it is, here we are. Life and people evolving rapidly, composed in this moment like we won’t be composed in the next. How appealing to deny this– to say hell no, it was hard enough for me to become this person. I’m not ever going to change, or at least not for so long that I don’t have to think about it.

But wonder if instead that blazing degree of evolution was actually what filled us up. Wonder if we realized that we have a million qualities and dreams within us, and evolution is nothing more than giving them each their own chance to be true?

I just learned this word:

Chimera: an imaginary creature compounded of incongruous parts; an impossible idea or hope

That’s what I want to be.

Like the mountains this fall season as they’re snowy on their peaks and yellow where they meet the earth. Like early morning driving east into the rising sun, knowing that shade is still abundant behind you. Like the person its actually easiest for me to be– loving seemingly disparate places and people and things. In different ways, at different times, for different reasons. The fullest truth abiding only in the incongruity of it all and in releasing the goal of “making sense” to other people or even to myself.

Moment of Gratitude: Relish in the opportunity to reincarnate whenever you desire. You can, because you’re a chimera. You’re so many things that its almost impossible. Except that– it is.