Captain Michael: Good morning.
Heraclitus left us one of philosophy’s most enduring images:
You cannot step into the same river twice.
Good morning.
Heraclitus left us one of philosophy’s most enduring images:
You cannot step into the same river twice.
The explanation seems obvious.
The water you stepped into yesterday has moved on.
New water has taken its place.
The river changed.
But there’s another half of that thought that interests me more these days.
So did you.
The person standing on the bank this morning isn’t quite the person who stood there yesterday.
Something happened in between.
Maybe something enormous.
Probably not.
Maybe you learned something.
Changed your mind.
Had a conversation.
Made a mistake.
Forgave somebody.
Got disappointed.
Laughed until your stomach hurt.
Or simply lived another ordinary day.
But you aren’t exactly the same.
We have a strange habit of expecting things to remain as we remember them.
Relationships.
Places.
People.
Ourselves.
We return expecting to find the same river.
Then we’re surprised when it isn’t there.
I’ve experienced that with places I’ve sailed back to.
You remember an anchorage a certain way.
The little bar on shore.
The fellow who always sat at the end.
The boats in the harbor.
The feeling you had when you first arrived.
Years later you return.
Some things are gone.
Some things are new.
And even when the place looks exactly the same, somehow it feels different.
Maybe the anchorage didn’t change all that much.
Maybe the sailor did.
That’s the thing about living.
There really isn’t any standing still.
We’re all downstream from yesterday.
So perhaps the question isn’t whether things will change.
They will.
The better question is:
Who are you becoming while the river carries you along?
Good morning from the boat.
#WhatWaterKnows, #Heraclitus, #Change, #Philosophy, #Perspective, #LessonsFromTheSea, #SailingLife, #WellLivedLife, #CrypTok
Captain Michael: Good morning. Heraclitus left us one of philosophy’s most enduring images: You cannot step into the same river twice. Th
Good morning. Heraclitus left us one of philosophy’s most enduring images: You cannot step into the same river twice. The explanation seems obvious. The water you stepped into yesterday has moved on. New water has taken its place. The river changed. But there’s another half of that thought that interests me more these days. So did you. The person standing on the bank this morning isn’t quite the person who stood there yesterday. Something happened in between. Maybe something enormous. Probably not. Maybe you learned something. Changed your mind. Had a conversation. Made a mistake. Forgave somebody. Got disappointed. Laughed until your stomach hurt. Or simply lived another ordinary day. But you aren’t exactly the same. We have a strange habit of expecting things to remain as we remember them. Relationships. Places. People. Ourselves. We return expecting to find the same river. Then we’re surprised when it isn’t there. I’ve experienced that with places I’ve sailed back to. You remember an anchorage a certain way. The little bar on shore. The fellow who always sat at the end. The boats in the harbor. The feeling you had when you first arrived. Years later you return. Some things are gone. Some things are new. And even when the place looks exactly the same, somehow it feels different. Maybe the anchorage didn’t change all that much. Maybe the sailor did. That’s the thing about living. There really isn’t any standing still. We’re all downstream from yesterday. So perhaps the question isn’t whether things will change. They will. The better question is: Who are you becoming while the river carries you along? Good morning from the boat. #WhatWaterKnows, #Heraclitus, #Change, #Philosophy, #Perspective, #LessonsFromTheSea, #SailingLife, #WellLivedLife, #CrypTok
Good morning. Heraclitus left us one of philosophy’s most enduring images: You cannot step into the same river twice. The explanation seems obvious. The water you stepped into yesterday has moved on. New water has taken its place. The river changed. But there’s another half of that thought that interests me more these days. So did you. The person standing on the bank this morning isn’t quite the person who stood there yesterday. Something happened in between. Maybe something enormous. Probably not. Maybe you learned something. Changed your mind. Had a conversation. Made a mistake. Forgave somebody. Got disappointed. Laughed until your stomach hurt. Or simply lived another ordinary day. But you aren’t exactly the same. We have a strange habit of expecting things to remain as we remember them. Relationships. Places. People. Ourselves. We return expecting to find the same river. Then we’re surprised when it isn’t there. I’ve experienced that with places I’ve sailed back to. You remember an anchorage a certain way. The little bar on shore. The fellow who always sat at the end. The boats in the harbor. The feeling you had when you first arrived. Years later you return. Some things are gone. Some things are new. And even when the place looks exactly the same, somehow it feels different. Maybe the anchorage didn’t change all that much. Maybe the sailor did. That’s the thing about living. There really isn’t any standing still. We’re all downstream from yesterday. So perhaps the question isn’t whether things will change. They will. The better question is: Who are you becoming while the river carries you along? Good morning from the boat. #WhatWaterKnows, #Heraclitus, #Change, #Philosophy, #Perspective, #LessonsFromTheSea, #SailingLife, #WellLivedLife, #CrypTok
